"Hey, crotch jokes! Fuckin' hilarious!" I cry, downed by the bullet I took to the 'nads.
"Oh, bugger..." I struggle to my feet and limp over to Ren. "He's... he's dead now, is he? For real?" Martin nods. "Piss! I actually liked him! Ah, this won't do... Welp, I s'pose there's only one thing for it, then."
I crouch down over Ren's body. "There wasn't much I could contribute here, anyway... you've already got a Sam. A much less awesome Sam, mind, but one nontheless. Ah, I'm wasting time..."
Summoning up the conflicting energies of time and space from within me, I plant my lips over Ren's and breathe my own life energy into him. I hold the kiss for a bit longer than necessary, then roll over onto my back and pass away into death. "You kids have fun..."