Really?

[ He sounds genuinely surprised - disbelieving, but curious. ]

To watch the workings of your own inescapable form seize and decay out from under you? To perish a withered husk in mind and body? Is this what you would wish for yourself? [ It's always struck him as one of the worst parts of being a mortal creature. An unnecessary cruelty inflicted upon them, that their bodies were designed to fail even if they bested all other obstacles. ]