She shook her head, speaking out loud now. "Shh. Don't worry about me."<br/><br/>Petting his head, she could feel him sleep off into sleep. Leaning over him, she buried her face in his neck fur, eyes shut tight. "Just worry about getting better," she said softly. "I need you to get better. Please.... You can't leave me..."<br/><br/>She sat there for a long few minutes, Warren's head still on her knees and her head on his neck. She refused to move. From where her ear was, she could hear his heart beat, slow and steady, his lungs filling with air. In that moment, she needed to hear that.