Re: Call: Wren/Luke
[Dismayed.] No. No, that's not what I'm saying. I'm not going to die. I don't want to go back through, Wren, but what am I supposed to do? [Slightly manic frustration.] I didn't ask for this. I didn't want this. Why would I? You and Gus, you're my life, dammit, but he won't let me stay here, he won't let me not go back. [Sharp inhale.] I'm not going to die. I'm going to come back. I just-- I don't want you thinking I don't love you, or that I don't care, because I do, and I don't want this, I don't.