"Without you all?" It's out of his mouth before he can think better of it, voice awfully vulnerable. He really is drained if he goes and admits these things so easily.

The idea of being immortal might have been a tempting some for people but to Five sounded like a curse. Stay alive while the rest of his family grew old and died, being alone again without nothing to keep him on. He wouldn't be able to handle it a second time, Five'd rather end himself.

His attention goes back to the food after Diego chides him as if he's a kid, as if he really is the age he looks like. His brother could be such a mom sometimes, it brings a brief smile to Five's lips. He goes back to munching on the sandwich without protest, telling himself it's because he needs it and not because Diego has asked him to do so.