I suppose that's true. There could be some sort of afterlife in my reality. Ah, that would be miserable.

[He's told one person on the ship how to kill him, and that person is not Palamedes. So, he's cheerfully going to avoid answering that too directly.] I don't know. I thought I could, but recent events have led me to believe that I am... mmm. Perhaps a bit more tethered than previously suspected. [His teeth feel momentarily loose in their sockets, and he finds himself flexing his fingers as if testing the joints.]

I'm sure if I can die, one of you will figure it out. And then, hopefully the Captain will be competent enough to put it all back together again.