That was good. Jack would love him even after he changed. It felt almost like he'd made a decision, then, like the regeneration was ready to take place, like he was ready to go.

Except--

Except he didn't want to go. He didn't want to change. He had so much left he could do, so much he had to atone for. He didn't want to just die, now. He didn't want to change. He would, one day, but not yet.

"Connected?" he called over to Jack. "Is that what's draining the energy from me? Killing me?"

But the regeneration felt wrong.