"Or maybe you just don't Want to believe to believe it... there's always an instinctive reason for being scared of something, mostly when it's more an idea than anything else..." he pointed out, running his fingers along the glass he was sipping from.
"That would imply I believe in reincarnation... which I don't." he muttered, his lips stretching in a thin line. "This is the only chance I have at life." He was sure, just as much as he was sure he had been ruining it. But what could he do when he had been a mistake from the start?
His eyebrow curled in curiosity. "Then what is it?"