Jesus is rambling but K pays quiet, steady attention anyway, quietly collecting private fears and the way he rationalizes them; he lets the other man decide where and when he stops, what he says, and he bears witness.

And what he finishes on is something that... doesn't scare K, but doesn't not, he doesn't know what the feeling is it leaves with him, except that it starts deep in his gut and roots there. It's a big responsibility, what Jesus is saying. His smile fades, but he's watching still.

"That's... intimidating. But you're still choosing it."