Mm — you're probably right. Especially when the 'immortal' part might not apply to us anymore.

[ The thought still smarts, sinking somewhere low in his gut with the guilt of getting exactly what he'd wanted in the end, but at the cost of — what? Everything?

In any case, he won't be putting down 'immortal' anything for the next little while.

Booker is quick to finish the rest of his coffee before Andy suggests they head out. He sets his cup down, pushes his seat back, and gets to his feet without protest, ready to follow. ]

Who knows, we might even find some jobs.