Yeah, I get that. I can't imagine it's the easiest dinner conversation...

[The words are light but his tone is quiet, and he falls silent to listen as Maes continues. He wants to know, to understand. ...he also wants to help. That urge is strong, even if he has no direction to set it in yet.

So for now, listening. And not commenting on the physical reaction he just witnessed.]

But you aren't sure it isn't possible either. You are alive here, and that's something. [A pause and he adds, with the certainty of a main who has recently witnessed it happen,] Death isn't always a one-way door.