You're there. And you're there again. Through the many deaths of his comrades. People who gave their heart to the cause, there stood you. Never dying, never leaving.. Always by his side. Whether he liked it or not. But. If he could take any comfort in this hellish life, it'd be the fact you've never died. Consistency, his sense of rhythm, you're the one thing that stays the same.. and that's welcoming. Even if he doesn't always appreciate your presence, he can appreciate how you're here.. in the flesh and beside him