Speakers go where they are needed. Speakers help people, no matter the sacrifice it asks of them.

[ He meets her eyes. He doesn’t move to hold on to her. Not yet. Not until this is done. ]

Dying is easy and useless, and every fucking speaker I met thought that that was what helping people demanded of them. I don’t think it ever fucking was. Dead people help nobody. Living people do, when they live to help those who need it the next day and the day after. Death isn’t the sacrifice that helping people asks of you. It’s doing what you need to live, so that you can help as many people as need it.

[ ...if he were a more introspective person, he might realise how much of this is him speaking to himself. ]

If this were the sacrifice that was asked of you, to do all the good that you could, would you do it?