It's impossible for me to die. The most I could do would be to lose my mind... and I'm not willing to slip into complete madness.

[Maybe he is a little mad. But as long as he didn't grow weak, that was all fine. He frowned a little at that explanation of Henry, practically pouting.]

Is that how it is? He's certainly stubborn enough that I'd believe it. He's the only person I know who'll lecture me like I'm a damned child, still capable of changing.