"Wha...y-you..." I gasp after being stabbed. I cling to Lambda...or Nu, I assume, to stay upright. Buddy tells me what I already know. Little to no chance of survival with a wound like this. Death is imminent. "...L-Lambda...thi-s-s...not......yo-o-our f-fault..." I manage to sputter before my legs fail me and I fall backward onto the floor.