He doesn't speak, but he does give a grateful sob that's wracked from the depths of him, like he doesn't believe him, but is selfish enough to accept it, because he wants it so badly. He grapples to haul Caleb in a little more, burying his face in Caleb's chest to muffle the sound of his pitiful weakness.

He presses his hand over Caleb's heart, trying to share the same feeling without saying the words, if only because the very act of talking is too much. He hasn't spoken since they strapped him down, since his last protest had fallen on deaf ears.

Soon to be dead ones, as Alex had made sure.