Sol expected that the doc wouldn't answer his question, he respected that and agreed with him. After all Sol was also a patient and the doc knew a lot more than Sol wants others to know about him. Sol tried to get Anna off his mind for now, there were more pressing concerns.
As Dr. Holliday set up the equipment, Sol got himself ready for the worst, but was still hopeful. He knew that after he was put to sleep, if he could wake up, his life would be forever different... as a free man or something else he didn't care to imagine right then. There was no going back now, he burned the ships. Strangely this made him feel at ease.
When the doc asked the question, Sol thought about it for a minute... Nothing... Sol wanted to say nothing about this. He had no family or friends to be concerned for and he made peace with everything in his mind...
He was ready.
"Nope... there is nothing I want to say..."
Sol cleared his thoughts and tried to get used to the equipment surrounding him. That was not necessary though, as he would be sleeping soon. The last thing he would see before sleeping was the yellow flower he laid on the stand next to him.
