As George lays down he hears foot steps , to tired to react he just lays there as he continues to bleed. When a young Russian soldier comes into his vision early twenties most likely. He asked the young soldier "do you understand English".
The young woman nods still having her gun pointed at him . George then chuckles to himself he says "don't be so cautious I can't do anything anyway . I'm out of bullets and can't move anymore , if it makes you more comfortable then I promise on my mother and the lord that I won't do anything to harm you."
The young woman visibly calms down but still sits a distance away from him
George seeing this doesn't react Much . Then he proceeds to ask " what's your name "
The young woman replies "Druzhba " a short and simple answer
George smiles at her reply and asks another question " can you do me a favor please .Can you please sit beside me .I've never feared death until ,I've realized how terribly lonely I feel as death creeps closer . I don't want to be alone so can you please keep me company until I pass."
The young woman contemplates before she decides she would humor his request and sat beside him . As they sat In silence she felt a weak grasp on her hand she yanks back and moved away alerted and frightened by the sudden feeling .
George told her " sorry about that I'm just cold . I have never liked the cold and as more blood comes out I'm getting colder and colder . I never have liked the cold so can you hold my hand please I want a bit of warmth even if it's a little bit … so please give me some warmth ". George has never been a man to show weakness but now he was desperate to hit rid of the coldness and the feeling of being alone .
Druzah finally understating why he did what he did, proceeded to take off her glove and took off his glove of his good hand and held it firmly to warm up his hand with hers , even if the callused hand didn't feel comfortable to hold she still held on .
George smiling at the act of kindness sits and looks up at the stars and contemplates the good and the bad of his life.He then asks aloud not directed to anyone ,just to question in general" Why… why do we fight when we could join together and help each other survive . Why do we continue to hurt each other over such simple things .It must hurt the lord to see his children fight and kill one another for such small things that could easily be solved , but is stopped by the greedy and the ones not wanting to let go of there controls they have over others ."
Druzhba then thought about what he said . Why are they fighting. Why do people have to die over such simple things ,when the solution is right in front of them ,but is being hidden by humanity's greed and stubbornness to give up the little power and control they have left.
"I don't know "says Druzhba