"I cannot let you do that," he said grimly, managing to imply, around his compulsion, that he in fact needed to be made whole again. He had little hope that the man could cure him. There was no cure for a revenant that he had discovered, and he'd been studying the Other's devices for nearly twenty years. But perhaps... this man could do what needed to be done. What he couldn't do for himself. What... what he'd hoped Gil would be smart enough to figure out from his message...
While he was alive, and in the Other's control, Europa could not win.