Oh, that's something that's going to linger in his thoughts. It should have been his choice. The guilt presses down again, and he does everything he can to not look too deeply into the idea that he isn't sure that he would have wanted to die. Perhaps that made him the selfish one, leaving Neil to deal with everything on his own.

"Right there with you on that one."

He swallows, a bit rough. A moment of silence hangs before he speaks again; it isn't comfortable, but it isn't exactly tense, either.

"...Martin, can I ask you something?"