Cobb chuckled but there was something dark in the sound. "Now, friend, I like you but I'm not going to let you kill me. Or let you kill yourself. Even if you're talking pretend."

He shook a finger at Drift like he was a young child in need of scolding. They weren't going to test that theory. Stars knows it could suddenly become real in this sort of strange place.

"You wanna talk about it?" He gestured to the grave. "Why would they think you'd kill yourself?"

Maybe they were supposed to learn something? Weird dark bonding exercise.