"I know." Syn needed air, circulation, just to make him breathe. At the moment. Will couldn't even tell if there was a breeze or not, his head was so stuffed. His nose was actually getting congested, which he'd seen happen to other people but never had happen to himself, like a vice around his eyes. It caused him to close them and tug Syn close.
Despite his lack of feeling, Will did notice the air was freshened in the room. That meant Devon was back and the angel felt so grateful to him. He made to turn towards Devon but didn't know if he was successful as his eyes were drooping. "You can stay... being wonderful..." he chuckled then choked and attempted to sit up. "Find the others... see who's... same... then come back. Always come back... need you here, Devon..." A hand outstretched to find and grab Devon's own, squeezing it as best he could. "I'm so sorry."