I didn’t silence him. We talked as I worked. I ended up lying next to him as he slowly bleed. His hair did look glorious as it swam in a bath of his own blood. It wasn’t until his breath was shallow and overly quick that he finally gave into the blood loss and his organ drifted down to lay dormant. I was sad to see it flag. Perhaps that is why I healed him. Why I left him on the doorstep of the ministry and why I made sure he would last until someone got him to Mungos. He was too beautiful to only have once.