[Wilson sighs. It's tough to remember that this version of House isn't the one that made his life hell over a pissing contest with Tritter, or that got Amber killed. How that's possible, he's got no clue, but that's how it is. Wilson can't even remember where their relationship was at back before that second Stacy disaster, and on top of that, House has apparently been here for months. It's a lot to navigate.

He pinches the bridge of his nose and goes quiet for a moment.] Sorry. Sorry. I'm sure dying isn't exactly fun. Just. Be careful, please? I doubt the rest of us have a chance of getting out of this mess without you, O Great King of Puzzles.