Mal's hands have been slick with blood since the stables, and Mal's still with it enough to remember pressure pressure pressure but only barely. His left hand comes to meet his right in order to improve the sluggishness and slow-motion movement of his hands, but they just slip over themselves. Mal's ring, red covering gold, slides off Mal's finger and hits the floor while Mal maintains his right hand over the bullet wound.
His head is finally lifted, and Mal is looking straight at Simon.
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His head is finally lifted, and Mal is looking straight at Simon.