Pain. That's all he was feeling as the meeting seemed to descend to some crewmates questioning his health. The rich ruby red blood that had begun to drip from his nose continued to flow and he felt another pressure coming from his ears and Pincher’s left eye twitched as he gritted his teeth, trying to suppress the desire to yell out in pain. He felt irritation seethe beneath his skin, small sparks of electricity rolling off his light coffee brown paws as his dull ghostly blue eyes sharpened as Argus spoke up. Of course, she had been the one to inquire his condition and Pincher knew that she would be the ripple that would create the wave. And he was correct. More voices began to speak out, their congratulations now shifting to mention his appearance which was beginning to cut through his patience, his lower jaw locking tighter and tighter as his crewmates chimed in. Behind him, the bulletproof glass was beginning to groan as long jagged fingers of ice began to freeze against it as Pincher’s water elemental power was instinctively revealing itself. He wrinkled his nose, dagger-like gaze snapping away as he didn't want to look at any of them even though now he could feel a new wave of pain, causing him to wince with his vision blurring and slowly fading in and out of ink black darkness.

”Fuck off, I'm fine. I don't need you to worry about me.” He muttered flatly, the sharp tone slowly becoming dull at the end of his reply. Why...why was it sounding like he was underwater? He understood that they were in an underwater dome but Pincher had never had this sensation until now. Little did the captain know was that now dripping out of his velvety ears was blood until he could feel the thin lines of crimson roll down from his ears to his neck, blending with his charcoal black fur. He closed his eyes, wanting to be left alone. He wanted to be alone...with Bonnie. Why did she have to go? Why did she have to die? The accident was still fresh in his mind and no matter how hard he tried to push it down, it seemed to reappear with each stroke of pain that overtook his aching body. The muscular male exhaled a shaky breath as he stood awkwardly in front of the throne and his crew. Embarrassment was the new emotion that boiled within him, feeling like heavy lava rocks choking his throat and chest. He felt so lost and for a moment, he heard a chuckle rumble inside his head, ringing with wild vigor. It wasn't his laugh but a mixture of his creators, the ones that made him so stubborn to seek help.

Seems you ain't strong enough for the job, Deniz

He bit back the urge to scream when he noticed a looming figure behind the crowd, a quick flash of rich space black fur mingling with dark brown fur. Before he was able to associate it to anyone he was familiar to, it disappeared as he blinked, a horrid shiver rolling down his spine. His bleeding ears pinned themselves against his sleek onyx head as he heard what Iosef join in as well as others like Georgie, Wade, Jacob, and his own daughter. He wrinkled his pepper black nose towards the others, taking a slight step back when Jacob grew closer, his vision sharpening and causing him to be slightly startled, his eyes fluttering towards the sugar glider that Pincher had given to the husky hybrid. Then the murky voice of Lilyspoise chimed in, causing Pincher to slowly realize that perhaps he couldn't do this by himself. Medical aid was perhaps better than taking cocaine for the pain. He glanced away as he desired not to be seen this way but after a decent moment of silence, Pincher allowed his broad shoulders to sag with a dry sigh slipping through his bloodstained lips. "A-Alright. L...Let me just fini-" before he could end his reply, Pincher's body stiffen and jerk forward. His legs had given out and the leader was now losing consciousness, his body striking the ground. The ice that had begun to lace the glass suddenly stopped growing and Pincher trembled, gritted teeth as he let out a loud groan of agony rip through his throat, pawing furiously at his head. "IT FUCKING HURTS! I-IT HURTS!" He shouted, eyes screwed shut as his paws were now flicking bright blood everywhere from his ears but only for a single lingering moment as Pincher's movements became slow until he stopped moving. The captain was unconscious, wrapped in the darkness within his injured skull.