[Now his eyes open again and his expression shifts to something darker and more resigned. While he may have accepted his death and may not having any regrets, thinking about it still isn't something he likes to do.]

... I was stabbed by a pair of spikes.

[There's no pretty way to say it. It hadn't been a clean death; it had been painful and bloody and god, he's sure Shu must be having nightmares about it too...]

I was trying to reach Mana, to set her soul free from the GHQ's control before they could use her to bring about the Apocalypse.

[Again, his expression softens.]

I distracted her so that Shu could finish her off.