"...I mean--- I get it. Having that sickness, it was... horrible. And you hurt people, try and spread it. Even now I can barely remember everything that happened. I tried to hurt Radar... and I fought with someone else who was sick, and then I spent so much time just feeling so scared. I wouldn't want to see you like that again either," Martin muses as they walk. "He was--- clearly trying to help, and it was a mercy. I don't think I'd have it in me to do something like that. But it's still... So messed up. Plus, it should've been your choice."

At the question, Martin sighs. "I'm--- fine. As fine as I can be. I'm dead."