[In a way you were right.] [Though my time has come.] [I'm afraid I must be leaving. Do take care though, I'd be sadden if anything were to happen to you, darling.] [Goodbye.] [Goodnight.]
His face has fallen, all but suddenly. He stares, and it's for a long time that he stares at the messages, heart rate climbing. His vision is blurring, and it doesn't matter how many times he blinks, it's fading.
When his eyes fully close, he's still silent. when they snap open, snarl on his lips, he's still quiet.






