"That's what --" Nux shrugged his shoulders. He didn't finish his thought because norms don't like to be called that for some reason. It wasn't something that he wanted -- die peacefully in his sleep without achieving anything that he wanted to in life. Without finishing his great hunt, he smiled briefly.

"--I'm not a believer in that. To be witnessed. To continue the machine. To carry on through the gates that burn eternal!" He pointed suddenly outward past Heiji and toward the wall, before his hand dropped. "He's probably waiting there, too." His god. The great hunter. What would he think of him if he didn't keep trying.

"Mediocre."