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Marlin hated to hear someone tell him he wasn't okay, stubborn as he is he doesn't admit to much when it comes to injuries. Though as she helped him stable himself to walk, he couldn't help but accept the assistance, wrapping his tail around her to help the support. The ship continued to groan as he spoke, [color=8493ca]"I hope by serious you don't mean I'm gonna-"[/color] his words were cut off as he clutched his side and coughed aggressively, the sharp pain returning harsher this time as his adrenaline and endorphins wore off.

After a small recovery breath he started moving again, trying to rush out of the ship quickly with Diana. The creaking got louder and something large fell behind them from they once were. Anxiety kicked in and Marlin couldn't help but think they weren't gonna make it. Though through more groaning of both Marlin and the ship, the exit was clear. He pushed forward harder, bracing against Diana more than he probably should have. Easing their way out of the ship, their combined weight on the final step set something unbalanced inside, causing a chain reaction and the inevitable collapse of the interior. Marlin fell to the ground as soon as there was a small distance between them and the ship. Coughing up a bit of blood and clutching his ribs whilst grunting.