[Loki has his own problems. But who would Gregor talk to about this back home? Miles also has his own problems. He leans back in the chair and places both feet on the floor, a less open posture. His voice is calm, or at least even. Glum but not tearful.]

The irony about this place, for me, is that we can't die here. I don't know if that's a good thing or a bad thing, sometimes. But I did try to kill myself the night before I came here.

[There. The second person he's told, and Ivan almost doesn't count. Ivan was not confided in so much as warned.]