He looks at her then, though it may not be with the kindest of sentiments. Joel doesn't begrudge her her dying wish (not anymore, at least), but he isn't interested in dissecting the far more complicated mess it's become. His jaw is set, gaze hard - this is an answer, but it's not an invitation. No questions, no conversation.

"As far as it goes."

The end of the line keeps moving farther on, but even knowing what it is, where this all supposedly goes, he finds himself less and less thinking of it as the end. And growing more comfortable with that assumption, as it takes up root in him.