I comfort them because I know when I die I'd want someone there to hold my hand in the bitter end. I know how they feel. How scared they are, how alone they feel, how they regret all the things they never did and want so desperately to say in those last moments.

[He inhales softly hiding his face against Eric's neck.]

Their tears, their last minute confessions, the children with their questions - what else can I do but offer them one last chance to unburden themselves?