"Sorry," he says, taking a shuddering breath. "I'm sorry. Shouldn't have dragged you into this. If I'd been stronger..." If he'd kept to the mission, if he'd been better in the project, if he'd never agreed to this...

Carolina returned, water and a medical kit in her hands. "Wash, let me see your neck."

He pulled away reluctantly and turned to let her see it. It looked a mess, blood dried around the ports.