[Fukuda is still conscious, though he does not look particularly comfortable? And he winces a bit when Omi grabs him, but he's smiling in spite of it.]

Sorry, I guess I messed up, after all... Making you feel like that again.
[He reaches up to pat Omi's face, though his limbs seem unnaturally stiff, and when he exhales heavily, his breath comes out visible, freezing cold.]

I thought it would be a lot more cool to go out... on my own terms... and save you the trouble.
[He winces, like he's in pain, and his gaze seems distracted. But he's still fighting to smile.]

I just... hope... you-
[And he just, stops. Eye's hazing over as a delicate frost blooms on his exposed skin. He's stuck rigidly in place, completely frozen. Tamotsu Fukuda is dead.]