Aren't you so grateful you're not the one to die? ...Does that make you feel alive?

( Gogol takes the gun back for his turn. He gives the revolver's barrel a lively spin for good measure before click... click it sounds off where it's pressed underneath his chin. He pulls that trigger twice and there goes two out of the six shots that should be in there. )

If the point is for me to die you could always turn the gun on me now. I prooobably won't dodge it this time. Pinky-promise!

( Implying he could try to. He hands it back. )