"Yeah, not on a day when I've nearly bled out to begin with and you've given-" He tips his head back and tries to think of that moment of change, Delta more than able to bring up the sensation of his mouth filling and throat swallowing. "...quite a bit to make sure I didn't die."

Measuring in mouthfuls is probably something they can do but it feels odd to try that now. "So aside from, uh. Following the Project-"

North, South. Wash. Whoever else is left. "What do you do with...eternity?"