Faize!

[It's a sharp whisper, because dude, no, whatever dark mental path you're going down, it needs to Stop Immediately. Can he hug him any tighter? He's going to do his best, twining his fingers into the back of the other boy's hair to keep his head against his shoulder. His voice isn't much above a murmur as he continues,]

Faize... he's not worth it. I know it hurts, I... I trusted him too, but you can't... you've gotta stay with us, Faize, please.