Martin's eyes focused on the reflection of Auvrea. Her mouth formed a word, but it barely escaped her mouth when she collapsed. He gasped, and turned around quickly, hurting his back as he did so, but he didn't care. Something was wrong. More tears formed around his eyes. He didn't know what was wrong, only that he couldn't help. She was still breathing. He clutched her shirt in his hands and put his head on her chest. He then lifted his head up and kissed her softly. "Auvrea," he moaned softly.