A gurgle and a grimace turns out to be the closest he can come to laughing. A gleam of memory returns to his eyes. That's right. He and this man hated each other.

He swallows and coughs. With effort, he rasp, "You. Did not kill me. The Blight killed me. Months ago. After this, I will...be Nathaniel again. My friend."

He holds out his hand to take the vial.

"Tell Anders...it was the Blight. Tell him I love him. And I will see him...at the Maker's side."

That is as much as he has, one last muster of strength and sanity before he goes.