"Not for that." Not anymore. Like he said: it just doesn't come anymore. He absorbs the blows as they happen, and he keeps going, sticking to the philosophy that has let him keep his heart when everyone else around him became jaded.
But. There is one thing that claws at him, that he can't bring himself to think too hard about. It creeps up and he shuts it down, holds John's hand a little tighter. "I don't know how to deal with the fact I died, John."
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But. There is one thing that claws at him, that he can't bring himself to think too hard about. It creeps up and he shuts it down, holds John's hand a little tighter. "I don't know how to deal with the fact I died, John."