[ His lips thin into a line briefly before he relaxes his expression. Because it's not like that's the same thing. He's still a clone, he's still going to die, and if that happens it will be long after he's dead. ]

Well, I hope if there's another York for you to have to deal with that he doesn't turn out to be a clone that time. [ He picks at his fries for a moment before picking out a couple of long, thick ones and biting them in half. Maybe it helps the other York to know his death means little because of his clone status but for himself, it doesn't calm him from knowing his death is imminent. ]