[It feels strange just to come right out with it after so many people have warned him not to be so trusting. But he's feverish and he hates to lie--he just doesn't care. If Waver wants to know, he gets to know. He can't keep his gaze on Waver's work, but he keeps his eyes open.]

No...not everyone. I just see people who are hurting and I can't stop until I do something about it. That's just the way I've always been.

[He pauses, taking a few breaths.]

I can heal others, but any injury I heal I take for myself. My objective...he must have told you that as well. I am meant to die--but it's more specific than that. I must die in the arms of another, having been unable to be...put back together again, as it were.