[He'd.. honestly had his suspicions, from what Ana had told him about the state she'd found Jack in. How long he'd been gone and, well.

Who else would know what death had felt like than 'death' himself? Quiet as he was for a moment, even that idle drumming having stopped.]

Probably did. Death here is a lot like what happened to me, so I've gathered.

You come back, but what happened remains with you.