[Not everything, he doesn't say. Because he carries people's secrets and he carries their lies and he'll hold all of it on his shoulders if he has to, he'll take it to his goddamn grave, but no one ever tells him everything. It's always piecemeal. He has to figure the rest out for himself.]

[But isn't that the way for everything?]

Guess not.

I know why I'm not talking. There's some stuff that you say and can't take back and I can't risk that, so...

[So he's weighed the risks. He'd rather die than doom another world, another group of people he's grown to give a shit about, to the thing that lives in his head and in his words and in his lies.]

So I'm hoping you've got a pretty good reason for it too.