That cold and horrible twisting in his stomach blooms into full-blown panic. He shakes his head, first almost imperceptibly, then he takes a step back, as if he's being attacked physically.

"No--no, no--" The horror's too much, he can scarcely stand it. "N-no--you can't--you can't do that!? WHY would you do that!? Why do you even care? We're nothin' to you, right? You're immortal, it's two seconds for you and I'm dead and gone and why would you even care what I've done to Jones!? Why does this matter!?"

Think, Stone, there has to be a way out of this because he cannot--cannot allow this to happen.