Desmond gave him a sort of sad smile, and then a shrug. "Guess that makes me special then," he laughed, covering over his concern as best he could.
"I don't expect you to fix it. It is what it is. Maybe I was given this- power for a reason. I'd like to understand it, but maybe it's not for us to change. As long as I'm not... you know, dying," he smiled.