...No.

*seizes both your hands in hers and looks at you fiercely*

Dont you ever tell anyone this. Especially not Arthur. Not ever. No one understands this, except Jack.

...Aside from failing Jack, I'd be okay with it if I didn't come back.

Death defines life. Without it, life feels empty and less precious. There's no risk.

*finally takes a good, long look at Jack* This is a real risk. At last. Whatever way it goes, I'll get something I want with all my heart.

*picks up the gun, shaking, and stares at it, transfixed*

*looks up at you suddenly*

You promise you won't tell a soul what I've said? And give the note to Arthur if I - if it doesn't work?