[As he feels himself drifting away, no thoughts run through his head. He's too tired and feels too heavy for anything like last regrets or even sorrow. He always imagined his last thoughts would be of Lumine, but it really is just nothingness.]
[But just when he seems about to fade away entirely, he feels a warmth covering his body. Like laying out in the warm sun, relaxing, but almost too hot. On the outside, the color has quickly returned to his face and his hair, and when he blinks his eyes open, there's a dazed sort of smile on his face.]
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[But just when he seems about to fade away entirely, he feels a warmth covering his body. Like laying out in the warm sun, relaxing, but almost too hot. On the outside, the color has quickly returned to his face and his hair, and when he blinks his eyes open, there's a dazed sort of smile on his face.]
...huh? What just... happened?