Nathaniel turns his head to touch his forehead to Anders' temple.

"I stayed. I'm staying." A pause. His strength is waning further. "I don't remember one of the days I was sick. I remember knowing I was very ill. But I couldn't...I wasn't going to go just when my life had become so wonderful. I didn't know if fighting for it would be enough. But I know I did. So perhaps it was. Fighting to stay with you..."

His eyes drift closed.

"Please go back to touching me," he breathes. "It makes me feel like I'm alive again."