[There's a noise in his throat as he starts to drift off. The smoke is still down there, not as horrible as it was. But he can still hear whispers of his own voice, distant and in agony crying about not fast enough, didn't run fast enough, I shouldn't have hesitated- as he falls asleep in Peter's arms.]
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[There's a noise in his throat as he starts to drift off. The smoke is still down there, not as horrible as it was. But he can still hear whispers of his own voice, distant and in agony crying about not fast enough, didn't run fast enough, I shouldn't have hesitated- as he falls asleep in Peter's arms.]