Renji shut his eyes tightly for a moment, then cracked them open again. He reached out with one hand and managed to clumsily grab the front of Artemis' shirt, dragging the boy a little closer. He licked his lips, concentrating on what was really going on. Artemis; talking to Artemis was important. And it needed to be done while he could still manage to breathe. "When ya get my sword, give it to Lucivar," he whispered. "An... take care of my books."

He managed the ghost of a smile, blood running from the corner of his mouth. "Don't give me that look," he whispered. "It'll be okay."