"I know, he's gonna force it down me. I won't get the whole thing but I can manage maybe half." And that was being generous. He watched Remus and Hartley through the door until they disappeared and then he looked at Sirius, rubbing at his red, bloodshot eyes. "Can you do me a favour? When I'm gone, keep an eye on Hartley. Don't let him work himself to death over this and make sure he gets out. Goes to pride. Meets people and all that. Cause he's young, he should live for himself and not for me."

He wished he could just be with Hartley but it wasn't looking good and he had to make sure he'd be fine. "I'm so fucked, Sirius. It's bad. It's like -- the doctor talked to me. My immune system barely exists. I got so many things wrong with me, I keep having fits. I wish -- I wish Hartley didn't have to be here. To see it. It's not fair on him."