[ but at least he'll get to hear Despacito as he plummets in this hypothetical Bad End, yea? it might be harder when there's suddenly snow in his ears and grunts as he hits the ground with a solid THUD. ]

... I would be cross too, if I wouldn't be able to properly say goodbye to her and her brother.

[ and not mad at Mephisto, but at himself. still, it's not like he didn't plan for a contingency where he wasn't saved. he would've used every remaining bit of strength to pull out the cloth and hope he had enough time. ]

I will try my best. [ hopefully the embarrassed look on his face is hard to see when he's laying flat on his back. ] For you, too.