One mortality crisis at a time is preferable if they can't just skip having those altogether. He doesn't really know if he wants to talk about that stuff on a better night, but he knows he will if Peter asks.

He looks sadly over at the boy. "I know," He sighs, quiet. "I'm trying to. I still want to get home someday." He wants to see his girl. He wants to be there for her as long as he can. He can't do that if he's going to dust before he makes it to Mexico.

"...But that doesn't mean I was going to let you get hurt back there," He says. "I don't regret this. I'll say the same to you. Keep yourself safe while I can't be there, okay?"