Pain. He was in a whole world of pain.

But it wasn't just physical. There was a pain that was starting in, running bone-deep, from the reality of his situation.

He wasn't going to be able to save his clone. It was something he was continuing to deny, but in his heart of hearts, he was starting to understand there was nothing that could be saved. Not by him.

He also knew that meant that unless he managed to bring the fight back to the others, he was probably going to die (again) because he couldn't kill his clone, either.

I'm not a machine. I'm not a machine...

And that meant that his clone wasn't one. Even if he acted like one. Even if, right now, he thought like one.