Harrow raises his eyebrows and nods his head in a thoughtful way.

"Maybe, instead, you could... You know. Learn to unlive with it? If you were undead you wouldn't have to breathe at all! You could run forever and ever without havin' to stop. Wouldn't do nothin' for those arms of yours, but it'd make you a little stronger, too. And you wouldn't have to find a place to live, 'cause you wouldn't need to sleep."

He shrugs casually as he looks out over the park. "It's a pretty sweet deal, Steve."