Kaz:...I've had my heart broken so many times so many ways now...and I still carry all of it. I'm never going to be able to forget, no matter how many years pass...you just-get used to it eventually...
Don: but... I- I'm different ok. I was mortal once. It could be different for me.
Kaz:..three times. That's how many times I've become mortal. three times...nothing changes. Nothing at all...
He buries his face in his hands
Don: no...I'm... fine... *you notice a burn scar on his leg*
Kaz notices it
Kaz:...Hey-you want to see my scars?
Don: what?
Kaz lifts up his shirt to show two giant parallel gashes on his back. They're black and look fresh
Don: are you ok?
Kaz: Oh-yeah, they don't really hurt anymore-
Don: ok... they look fresh...
