[Ushahin looks rather like a broken little marionette that has had his strings cut. He lifts his head only with great effort and is gratified to see Nick kneeling beside him. He even manages the ghost of a smile, his pale skin an unhealthy chalk white as he answers her.]

Oh, hullo Nick. [He wraps his bloodied hand around her wrist in a weak grasp.] I was foolish. One of the doubles attacked me. I only just got away.