"Then I'm proud to get a-along with your son. Th-that's not the kind of humanity anyone should a-aspire to--"

But then suddenly the weight is lifted off him and for a moment he's confused, before he realizes what Malcolm has done.

"I'm--I'm not gonna l-leave you!" Luka coughs, stumbling up painfully, slowly--the gash threatens to get worse but he presses one hand against his shirt, trying to stop the bleeding. Maybe he can run and get Malcolm to run with him at the same time--he's weakened but he tries to aim for a kick to Martin's head if he can get it--