Damian can practically see the Lantern fading in front of his eyes, the voice going fainter until he can't hear it at all, mid-word.

His voice is quiet, just a little, "Rayner?" It's no use shouting, he doesn't think. The man wasn't going anywhere - and yet he's not here, either.

The boy still takes out the crystal - only to see it hovering around the same spot where it had been minutes ago, by his friend's arm. Now, there was only empty air.