"Darcy." There's a warning and a reprimand in her name, though it mostly comes out dazed. There's something he should remember about the way he's feeling right now, but it takes a while to filter through the fog sinking in around him. He's bleeding out.

"Darcy, where's..." He tightens his grip briefly and uses her to lever himself back to his feet. "Sorry.... Where are the others? Go to the... Get out of here."