[b]Grant chuckled again, leaning forwards, blood beginning to pool in his seat.[/b] “Th-There’s my boy. Mind... Do you mind stayin’ like this until I’m gone...? Would be awful for my last sight to be somethin’ full of hate, now wouldn’t it? Check my pockets... Not sure if I only brought one or more... Getting forgetful as I ge... As I...” [b]Grant passes out, falling forwards entirely.[/b]