"Die? Why would you die? Felix, you need to make sense!"

Ashura did not want to panic. He was a King, he should be trained beyond panic, but this was the man he had loved for the past three years of his life, and so yes, he panicked a little... because he still loved him. Calling on that, he slid his arms around Felix and brought him in close, wondering if the smell of him might call something, if being held like this might do something for the other. Would tender memories seep through dark dreams?

"Felix, please, let me help you..."