Tylier awaited death too holding her hand tightly.<br/><br/>"I...I love you, Sasha", he breathes<br/><br/>After a minute, his hand limped a little but he was still breathing...it wasn't swallow of dying. It was a regular breathing....the rhythmic breathing of sleep. Sasha looks at his face and his eyes were closed and lips slightly parted. Everyone almost thought he was dead until he gave a snort and shifted his body to where he got closer to Sasha.<br/><br/>Sasha's mother gasps.  "He is alive!"