If I left him there, he definitely would've died. His heart wasn't beating.

Since I intervened, he rallied enough so that his last moments could be spent trying to get to his lover. Even though I thought he would most likely die before he even reached her.

[all those things are true. so many things were stacked against yves.

but.]

But yes. I want him to live. I want him to be well and healthy and stupid, even if I never saw him again.