"It...it was nothing personal..." he rasps painfully though swollen, bloodied lips, his head hanging limply. Another coughing fit sent an agonizing vibration through his bruised ribs, causing him to wince. "Look, I'm not involved in any alien crap. I saw something, and I took it. It's what I do...it's what you're doing now. Now I'm helpless, and you're taking advantage. That's how life works. But if you're really that noble, please...I don't want to die." he says, his eyes, puffy and bruised, looking pitifully at the Scarlet Sentinel.