RedDwarf: You can't give up on your friends.

You believe they have a plan. Even without you to lead them, you have to hope they're just waiting on you. They rescued you before. Maybe they can now. Even in critical condition, you muster every bit of adrenaline, every bit of exertion, every bit of determination your failing body can give you.

You exhale. You act. You resist. You resist with all force. You will survive. You will win. You'll change the galaxy.

All you manage is a half-limp shift in his hand. Your head lolls to one side.

Neutron: Complete the objective.