[There's a soft hiss of breath from his end that he clearly didn't mean to let escape. Nothing very dramatic, but enough to make it obvious that he isn't happy to be hearing this. It is pretty incredibly awkward. It's a moment before he speaks.]

In my experience, immortality, much like life, is what you make of it. The first or second t- time - [Now is actually a good time for the coughing to start up again. There you go, Beckett, found the bright side...]

Pardon - ugh! [There's a clatter as he briefly moves the tablet aside, so she won't have to deal with even less pleasant noises.] Perhaps you should speak with one of those boys who go on about hopes and dreams. They'd make... less distressing conversation partners. If nothing else.