[ Verso notes how far away Gustave becomes - no longer part of the conversation and his body is the only thing present. He thinks of jostling him back to where he is, but decides he shouldn't.

It's not just out of kindness to let the man process on his own, but ensuring that he's still too far away to see the number on the badge. He wonders what Gustave is aware of, but guilt crawls up the back of his throat.

They all thought of you still. Right until the end. You walked with them. They carried you the whole way.

Thoughts and words come to him that he's unsure he'll ever be able to say. Is it kind to tell a dead man how loved he was? Does that make it easier? Verso has a unique perspective and even he isn't sure.

But the record skip doesn't last for long and the man is back with him. He lightly pats where he put the makeshift bandages, making sure they're on him. Maelle's sash. She was able to fix you up. I think she'd be happy-- His eyes flicker to make eye contact with him. ]

You're welcome. We're in this together, right?

[ A light pat on his shoulder as he offers his arm. ] Come on -- I won't carry you this time. But I won't have you shuffling without support, all right?