"I hate you." He simply says, trying not to smile too much. "And I will always hate you, no one will fill what you've carved into me, no matter how much they try."

He lifts his hands up, making them into a shape of a spade. He knows that he can't give the symbol back in the state he's in, but... he couldn't help it. Those tiny gestures that they used to give each other, they were hard to shake off. "If I'm gone for longer than a bit, feel free t'remind me however you can. I'm goin' t'make time for you, one way or another."