[ One man's life to save the many. He can't fight that rationale too hard, not without being a hypocrite. If their positions had been reversed, Kahlil would put his own life on the line. Even so - there's a long pause, his expression tense. ]

It's not the same, [ he gaze flicks to where Dion's arm has sunk beneath the water, Kahlil is not cursed in this way, he cannot fully understand the weight of the choices Dion's had to make ] but - I know that one day, my duty may bring my death. And though I don't want to die, I've struggled... to find meaning in my life, beyond that duty. It's an honorable one, to have the power to protect people - whether it is strangers, or those you hold close. But - I know that it should not be everything.

[ Even when it feels like it is. Their lives on their own, they have value as well.

He looks at Dion, uncertain, wondering if perhaps he's assumed too much, or if his words will be shrugged off. ]