[Regis moving to his feet is almost enough to have him coming up off the bed, Jet and pain be damned. By the time he summons up the strength to make the effort though Regis is already settling beside him and Nyx is briefly ashamed of just how comforting it is to have the other man near. He relaxes, sinks back into the mattress with a slow, careful exhale.

Impressive degree of fucked up startles a laugh out of him, though. A sound that's abruptly cut off in a groan but he tips his head to look over at Izunia as well even if it presses his cheek lightly against the soft texture of Regis' sweater.]

Probably it would finish what you started. [A faint nod. He has no doubts about that and no regrets either. Then his attention goes back to Jetshard, his head lolling to one side to maintain some small amount of contact with Regis, resting his temple against his King's arm.]

The Ring closed the gunshot wounds up enough that I'm not going to bleed out but... It was two hollow points. There's going to be a lot of damage and pieces to go fishing for. This might not be the best location for that.