"I am afraid... that I do know." Epsilon pauses deliberately, and he holds it, holds Ginko's gaze, holds the silence in a way that could be a held breath, were he any form of life that needed to truly breathe.

"It's happened before. Remember, with Ed? I don't want to continue the cycle of violence." He drops his gaze, staring down at soil he has not yet sunk roots into.

"There are no isolated events." His brows come together again, pensive and perturbed.

"But nor may there be a straightforward physical solution." The slight emphasis on 'physical' is where his uncertainty lies. Making himself easier to kill is not a real solution. It's just damage control, but controlled damage is not a lack of it.