Dustin whimpered and cried a bit. "You better not. You are my light...why I try so hard to fight my urge..." He trailed off. Hund and everyone else didn't know of his cutting habit. Or of the fact when he snapped he tried to commit suicide. Actually on the only one to was the guy who lived in the lake where he attempted to die a slow and peaceful death. The guardian angel wouldn't let him. Then the fish guy took him out the water. He looked down. "I wouldn't have died. She wouldn't let me. That damn guardian angel. She never lets me die. Never. Just a sliver of life left and suddenly I wake up. Weeks later it doesn't matter. I wake up weaker yet still there. Whether I wanted to be or not. It sucks...being so close to eternal peace to have it wrenched away each and every time." He said softly.<br/><br/>He flinched as he mentioned it. "You are allergic...yet you risked death to help me?" He echoed. He sounded utterly confounded and confused by this concept. "Why? I am not worth it." He said sadly. He flinched when he bit Hund. He pulled Hund to him more and pulled closer to Ronon. "I'm tired..." he said softly. He laid his head in Ronon's lap. "I'm sorry I freaked out when you bit me...I was already scared and in pain and it was just instinctual." He closed his eyes. "Hund be good now right?" He asked hopefully.