With his remaining strength, Mateo did not want to waste any more energy. He dropped his body on the ground to regain his strength bit by bit. To hell with Ryan's situation, he was already almost dead.
"Rhys is going to kill us," Mateo said softly.
"Are you afraid to die?" Ryan shot back.
The position of the two had not changed, still in the same position they had rested in earlier.
"Yes, I'm still young, so it's only natural that I'm afraid of death. Especially at the hands of Rhys. Maybe you're not afraid, it's because you're old."
"I didn't say anything, why must you always mock me?" Ryan didn't accept always being bothered by Mateo with trivial things, but it was annoying too.
Mateo no longer replied, instead he chuckled softly. In such a wounded and half-alive state, it turned out that teasing Ryan could restore his spirit.
