[He looks up at that note in Simon's voice, a plaintive tone that he only hears so often, when Simon needs answers and Kieren happens to be the one holding them. It's an uneasy sense of power, that if he says the wrong thing, or the right thing the wrong way, it could be shattering. He doesn't want to shatter Simon. He doesn't want him to be breakable in the first place.]

[Looking back at him now, Kieren worries his lip, knowing the answer, uncertain if it'll help in the least.]

I met one person, she said she didn't remember dying. That she would remember. But everyone else I've met.

Yeah. They've all died.