"Well, that's something," Tim says. And he has to have expected it, since Jon's sitting across from him, looking surprised to have seen him, which means that Jon was expecting not to have. Which means that it wasn't just a pain, a fracturing, horrible discomfort and then nothingness--that's really what death feels like, at the end.

Tim hopes, way down low, Danny couldn't feel anything at the end. He can't imagine the agony of Grimaldi torturing him.

"With all that plastic explosive, I should hope it did." He stares at the ice shifting in his glass. And then, in a small way, Tim says, "Thank you. You pulled me out of it enough that I knew what was happening at the end, mostly. Did Daisy and Basira make it?"