[He nodded. Took a long drag on his cigarette, trying like hell to focus. He'd been smoking less, thanks to Bruno's crisply expressed wishes. He didn't mind all that much, except it meant that he really had to make the most out of each cigarette. So: inhale, savor, exhale, a long slow process that gave him time to think.]

But that changed somewhere along the way, right? Thinking there's no point in doing anything. I mean, you and Jojo--

[He gestured vaguely, indicating their general relationship.]

You aren't just in it thinking it's all gonna end here. Are you?