[staring at the grass now, tryin' REAL HARD TO KEEP IT TOGETHER. He breathes in icy puffs.]

A death knight's existence is suffering. All of us are in some of amount of pain at any given time. Only war quells it. And if we do not fight, the pain increases. [he jerks his head at his quivering left arm, his twitching legs.] Wracking pain that worsens as time passes.