[ Terry laughs, though it sounds like more air than his voice. It's a little broken and hollow. He feels drained, so he flops back on the ground onto his back next to Minato. ]

I don't go picking fights thinking that I'll end up dying as an end result, so... yeah. I'll promise you that much.

[ If he does end up dying due to miscalculations, well... he tried...? But he closes his eyes. ]

You probably know this already, but as long as I drink blood every now and then, I won't die. As long as it's not my own, anyway. I'll be fine. Despite me saying what I said earlier, I won't actually die...