[ She's able to smile a little when he agrees with the fact that she gives good advice, taking that as a sign that he's no longer... well, completely rattling the bars of his cage (mostly figuratively) to make her go away. In the end, she'd much prefer things to be like this - because she doesn't mind, being able to talk with the enemy. At least not right now, where there's no immediate threat of either of them coming to blows.
His answer makes perfect, obvious sense to her, so she shrugs. ]
That was kind of a dumb question, huh? Never mind.
[ Misa says, breezy as anything, seeming much more relaxed than she has since she entered this room. It doesn't really matter, does it? He wouldn't have left behind the Pleroma, just as she has no intention of leaving the Kenoma. In fact, it's probably both their senses of being on limited time that strengthens the steel of their conviction - that's something she can respect about him. ]
I'd probably still be here, too. So I guess it's just fate that we're able to talk right now. We wouldn't have been able to otherwise.
[ If neither of them had the conviction they did for the Kenoma and the Pleroma, and if both of them hadn't cheated death the way they had, then they'd never have met, or been in this moment together right now. Misa prefers to look at things the serendipitous, whimsical way - romanticizing every aspect of her life in order to keep going, and to keep bearing the weight of her borrowed time. Saying that she's glad he didn't die when he was supposed to feels too personal, and too likely that it'd fall on deaf ears. But a sentiment not far from it is there— that she's glad they were able to cross paths at least once as less than enemies. ]
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His answer makes perfect, obvious sense to her, so she shrugs. ]
That was kind of a dumb question, huh? Never mind.
[ Misa says, breezy as anything, seeming much more relaxed than she has since she entered this room. It doesn't really matter, does it? He wouldn't have left behind the Pleroma, just as she has no intention of leaving the Kenoma. In fact, it's probably both their senses of being on limited time that strengthens the steel of their conviction - that's something she can respect about him. ]
I'd probably still be here, too. So I guess it's just fate that we're able to talk right now. We wouldn't have been able to otherwise.
[ If neither of them had the conviction they did for the Kenoma and the Pleroma, and if both of them hadn't cheated death the way they had, then they'd never have met, or been in this moment together right now. Misa prefers to look at things the serendipitous, whimsical way - romanticizing every aspect of her life in order to keep going, and to keep bearing the weight of her borrowed time. Saying that she's glad he didn't die when he was supposed to feels too personal, and too likely that it'd fall on deaf ears. But a sentiment not far from it is there— that she's glad they were able to cross paths at least once as less than enemies. ]