[Lucky bastards that get a choice. He wants to say. But doesn't.]

You know...someone told me once that D's made their own fate.

[and he'd wished, at that time, he was one. That he could be a D and change the course of just his life so that he could have just one person he cared for. Well that had worked without and maybe--maybe no one could really change fate. Not even Roger could escape his own disease. Not even Pops could... And Ace... He rests his head back against Marco's]

So let me try. I want to do neither and to go home just as I am now, live how I want and die how I choose.