It wouldn't be better for me. I don't know if it is for you. If it is, I can accept it. But for me it'd be—not better.

[He'd never recover. He won't say it out loud because Dave won't believe it. He'll become functioning with a chunk of his heart dead.

It sounds too extreme for Dave to buy, maybe, but Dirk has always loved in extremes. In this world and in the last.]