[ He keeps his hand over his mouth. It's not like he can do anything about it. It's all out and laid barren for anyone in this frickin' place to see or hear.

It's the next words out of Zack's mouth that has the frustration back. His hand drops to his side as he feels everything tensing. ]

That's not your call to make.

[ Pacing again. ]

We're a team. How do you any of us would feel if you died again? Kunsel? Jim? Anyone? The admin gave you a frickin' second chance. You can do so much more for people by staying alive, Zack.

[ Instead of already expecting it to be over and done with before even trying. Instead of writing himself as not getting a future along side anyone. ]