↓ Transcript
Dee: I'm not really giving up. I'm going to fight. But not yet.
Emily: You are? Then what's with all the "Oh, there's nothing I can do, it's futile, I'll just roll over and accept my fate... and to make myself feel better I'll pretend it's not happening?"
Dee: That's... not really what I'm doing. OK let's go with the fight analogy. There is going to be a fight. I will lose it. It's futile to try to stop the fight from happening. OK? It's going to happen. That is fact and I can't change it. But as long as I don't know which fight I will lose, or how many there are, I will fight every fight as though I have a hope of winning. Honestly, I'm just trying to go along as if nothing changed; as if nobody told me I'm going to lose one day. If I know beforehand which fight is the hopeless one, I don't... I don't think I could even try to win. I admire that you can fight for the sake of it. I don't think I can do that. ...Does this all make sense?
Alt text: as far as actual fights go, he's never been in one yet where there was a possibility he could lose, so he doesn't take them very seriously as a rule