And you got what you wanted to know. Are you happy now? That you've forced it out of me? Do you need me to say it again?

You died. You're not here in the future, because you're dead. And it's horrible, and we all miss you terribly, even me, even though you're an absolute nightmare to me most of the time, I miss having you around, and I didn't want to say that to you because there's nothing to do about it, and it bloody well sucks, but there you are. Since you wanted to hear it so badly.