[Harlan huffs out a laugh and then grimaces. The adrenaline is starting to wear off, which means the pain is starting to hit him in force. It's bearable, though. It's not as bad as when the Null got him.]

I know. I know. Come here.

[He pulls Michael's hand toward him, and then lets go to wrap an arm around his shoulders. It's the best he can do.]

But we don't know when Hope is coming back. I could be gone a while.

[That's the worst part of this, honestly. Dying is more of an inconvenience than anything when there's a free resurrection in his future, but he doesn't want Michael to be left alone for too long. He doesn't like not knowing.]

If that happens, there's nothing you can do about it. Be selfish.