Jay doesn't reply. He looks at the ground, wondering bitterly why this has to be happening. Why can't he just be gone. Why can't he just be dead.

He needs something to say, something that isn't about him and his problems. He glances up at Daniel, trying to assess how readily he'll talk about himself. He seems weirdly neutral on all things, so maybe it won't matter.

"How'd you die?" he asks.