[He nods once, glancing up at her face, then back down at where his sweater hides his scars.]

It happened a few times. Only the once fatally, I mean, but there were close calls before that. And it wasn't that I meant to die. I didn't really want to or not want to, I can't say I cared one way or the other at that point.

But when I realized what was happening the last time, when I realized it really was going to be the last one... I fought for, oh, ten seconds, maybe. And then I just remember thinking Jesus Christ, finally.