I nod, because what he means is fairly obvious even if he's not up to saying it.

"Ah. Okay. I may not be the best person to ask, in that way. I don't know all the things that might... make you die, or explode. But I can tell you what I remember about meeting you, if that helps."

My voice is gentle. "Do *you* think you might die, or explode? Are you up to pushing this, to see how far you can take it?"