He’s well acquainted with pain, thank you. It’s what has defined him for years upon years. There’s no escaping it - death is central to his story, even if he is more alive now than ever before. Than ever before.

“I’ve had more than you think.” He smirks at that one. “I’ve been around.”

In his mother’s head, in his father’s denial. In his sister’s resentment, and the doctors who wouldn’t listen.