[ The lack of return attack makes him relax a little with a sigh, and he puts the empty vial into the medicine pouch, staring at what's left.

There's so few... ]

I'm sorry, too. I know we're low, but-

[ He clenches his fist against the pouch before turning back to Joshua. ]

If the healers cannot make more, I will find a way to get you more. I promise you, Joshua, I won't let you be without it, I won't let you...

[ Get so bad he's coughing up giant splatters of blood again. The fact he's NOT, despite what damage Ultima must have done to him, is a miracle.

He turns Joshua's words around on him. ]

I won't lose you. I refuse. I've lost you for eighteen years already. Never again.