"Yeah, I'd rather not try that first-hand. Dying doesn't really look like my kind of recreational activity."

Well, that's a lie. Maybe dying is unpleasant, but after that comes a sense of release, undeniably. That's got to be better than...whatever he's doing here and now. Putting things off. Pretending he can exist in a semi-normal, semi-permanent space and not end up damaging people irrevocably in the process.

Jay. Max. Zacharie. They're just the latest in the long string of names on his conscience.