"Ten billion? And one day each century of it... that's... not a few hundred, that's ten million." He's only staring out of surprise there, honest. He wasn't expecting that. "...Ten million years of living for a day and... then... don't tell me you die at the end of each of those days?"
Oh, Death. He's going to be feeling so sorry for you now....
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Oh, Death. He's going to be feeling so sorry for you now....