Ten also knows, that his story isn't over. Even if he's technically dead at the moment, that he'll use the hand in the jar to regenerate back into the same face. The thing one hears.

He doesn't want to go. And yet - sometimes he does. Those times this face is by himself - he stops caring about living.

There's a small smile on his lips, he's met a version of Death before here in his universe and where both were nice; well - who really enjoys dying. Even if he does understand that is the way things. Even him...

"And what does a banana say about me?"