"Look at me. Just look at me and stay awake. Can you do that?"
Deep breaths. Deep breaths, Winchester.
He’d been here before, and she’d been at his side for almost all of it. Telling him to breathe, telling him to look at her, and somehow those baby blues always seemed to calm him down. This time, though, they weren’t having quite the same effect. Why?
Aaron nodded slowly, blinked hard, held onto her hand clasped in his. He’d try to stay awake as long as possible, try not to let the cold darkness overtake him, but God, it sounded better than feeling that burning pain anymore. Better than seeing her come to the same fate it she stayed.
"Claire, listen —" he managed, gripping tighter like each word caused him physical pain, and continued through his teeth. "Get. Outta. Here."