[His voice is shaking, broken... Guys, he doesn't let himself sound like he's crying in front of others, but that's pure fear in his voice]

Guys...

At--at first I thought, we could, do something, but--

Gone, they're--just--I--

There's nothing we can do, and I just...

Guys I... I love you.

Rhyme needs help. A doctor. Someone. Please.

( Private to Self, Medium Strength )