With a strained smile, John tried to reassure her, although pain laced his voice. "This is nothing. If it's what I have to do to save you, it's worth it."
Serah managed a feeble chuckle, despite her dire condition. "Seems my little brother is all grown up," she muttered softly.
John's brows furrowed as he insisted, "Stop that. This is not a time for jokes. You have to conserve your energy."
With a determined look in her eyes, Serah persisted, her voice trembling. "John... I want to tell you something."
A sense of urgency filled the air as John leaned closer to his sister. "What is it?" he asked, eager to hear her words, yet tinged with concern for what she might say.
