If there's one way to make Dead End think the universe is about to do something bad it's being his friend and just being upset while talking to him. It was getting ready to take people away from him, to leave him alone in the world to die. He knew it would happen, but that didn't mean he liked it, or the signs.

"I- no, you didn't waste my time," he attempts to assure him. The last thing Rung did was waste any of his time. He had nothing else to do aside from brood and wait for his demise, so it was a good waste of time, if it really had to be called that.

"I'm stuck in here too, it's fine," he tries again, "I just... It's my fault you got hurt, don't be sorry. It wasn't... Please don't."

He isn't sure what to do, or how to really explain that he's the one that's sorry. That if maybe he hadn't posted to the Link, Rung wouldn't have known and he wouldn't be in the medbay right now. He'd have waited in his room for life to kill him, and Rung would be safe. He'd be okay. He'd-

The next thing he knows is he's got a hand resting behind Rung's head as he pushes his mouth against the therapist's.

Oh. There you are universe.

Scrap.