"No," Nick said firmly, and there was very little of that valium-induced serenity in his tone, then. "If I'm not conscious and you open my eye, you will die. You will look me in the fucking eye, and neither one of us will be able to break that eye contact, and when I come to again, you will still be locked there, stone fucking dead. I'll chance the brain damage, if it's all the same to you."