When her hand lands, Eiffel reaches up gently to catch it and give her a gentle squeeze.

"Yeah, it wasn't great. Nearly went back to my old friend to make it go by a bit faster, but. The teetotaller lives another day."

He swallows quietly as he releases her again, and looks up at her. "You don't have to apologise when you die, you know. Not to me. Only if you don't come back."