There's blood on his hands but he doesn't ask for help, wiping his knife clean and dragging the body out of sight, another thankless job in another empty city for another uncertain cause.

There's blood in his eyes but he doesn't ask for help, pushing Malik out of the way and splashing dirty water on his face, another stinging wound on another tired body forcing itself past its limit for another endless mission.

There's blood between his teeth but he doesn't ask for help, and Malik grabs him by the arm and kisses him until there's blood on his lips too, another desperate kiss that's another painful reminder of yet another thing he can lose.