"You won't, you won't," Nick said, squeezing Karl's hand. He glanced back in front of him as they reached the top, and he squealed happily as they started to go down.
George sucked in a breath, trembling slightly. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry-"
Karl did the same, screaming in excitement as they fell.
"No, don't be sorry! It's okay, Love. It's okay." Dream didn't think, he was just trying to calm his friend down. He turned red when he realized what he'd said.
Once they got to the edge of the decline, water splashed up and soaked Nick. "Oh God-"
"But it's all my fault-" George said, not catching the nickname at all. "Just because I was an idiot and didn't eat the first time you didn't and then you passed out and blamed yourself-"
"Hey, it's not your fault! I was being a stubborn b****!" Clay tightened his grip on George. "Everything will be okay-" Dream was still trying to stay conscious, and his face paled. But he tried to stay upright.
