Phillip could see the swarm all vying...and succeeding in their attempts to kill Firo. He didn't want this, he didn't want to lose another friend to a gruesome death. He tried killing a few more rats before he knew he was being overwhelmed. "I-I'm so sorry...Goddammit I'm so sorry."

He had to run, shoes covered in gore, but the image of Firo being devoured by all the rats was enough to make him lose his meager meal as soon as he was away and safe. He fucked up, big time...again. And just like the last time, someone he considered a friend died for his mistakes.