"Jack said, uhm, that it was like being in nothingness. Forever. Or maybe that's just what his mind filled the time with, after the fact...still. I don't know how I feel about that. Nothingness. Being nowhere. At least--"

She watched his hand. She worried, but didn't connect any dots. Instead, she nibbled at a piece of doughnut.

"Maybe I shouldn't be thinking about it either."

Death is your gift. And the General's gift, too.