[ Not anymore. The magic of this world is holding him together, but send him back where he came from and watch him crumble to pieces like a porcelain doll. V's smirk is bitter. ]

I am human. Aren't I dying a little bit every day?

[ But that wasn't the question. ]

I know my limits, and they require me to think ahead. Sooner or later I expect my mortality to be a problem in this war.