[Ogata laughs at that. For some teenager he barely knows to regret it more than him. There’s something strange about that.]

Don’t bother. I certainly don’t. I’ve almost died too many times to be shocked when it did finally come.
[He was ready, a dramatic death like bear mauling suited him just fine. His hand idly rises to his face, tracing the line of one of the suture scars along his jaw.]

When I got these, I really aught to have died of hypothermia, actually.