"I nearly killed myself because I kept moving," David counters, approaching, his finger pushing against Josh's chest. "That's been the last several days of my life. I'm TRYING. I'm fucking trying to improve okay? I know I've sucked, and I'm trying to get better which is why I need you to fucking come back. Come back so I can fucking be better, not just for Krakoa, but for you. For my best friend in the whole damn world."

For the man he loves and knows he's lost. But fuck if he's not going to be the best friend he can. Right down to suggesting Josh go on a fucking vacation. Maybe the Vale. Maybe she'd let it happen. Or just somewhere, anywhere. Run away. Leave Krakoa so others can care for it, but just still live.