For a minute or two, he doesn't reply - he clings tightly, weeping openly against Herbert, the sobs shaking his cold body. He just almost died. He just almost DIED. He TALKED TO DEATH and he STOOD UP TO DEATH. For the man holding him.

It's so new. It's all so new.

"...I want...." It's quiet, muffled, shaky. "...I want...to do the same...for you...."