[How someone wants to die, ends up dying, not very different from how someone may want to live instead. There's an almost resigned quality to her tone, though she looks away the next moment as she has no intention of explaining herself. It must not make sense to him. There's no way she can articulate what brought upon the last five years of her life, why she sought her own death the way he saw her that one time far too similar memories blurred. She herself very nearly ended up in a position of "wasting away", except instead of a prison cell, it would have been a ward where she would spend the rest of eternity sealed.
It was more beneficial to make use of her, was the ultimate decision from above. Just like now, again. They're from different worlds, and she would rather he never come to know hers period if it can be helped. She deals in death bereft of dignity or humanity, because among monsters is where she worked. But as they are both on Horos, and things have already escalated to this point...]
The Pleroma are more resilient than you give them credit for.
[It isn't some endorsement to their enemy. Just plainly, like saying the grass is green and water is wet, and it really is getting quite late and good people should be in bed.]
Did you think that too, in the fight that made you lose your arm?
[She's still not looking at him, focused now on packing the rest of the katsusando away in pseudo-bento boxes for later. They're still good for lunch tomorrow, maybe the rest of the week event.]
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[How someone wants to die, ends up dying, not very different from how someone may want to live instead. There's an almost resigned quality to her tone, though she looks away the next moment as she has no intention of explaining herself. It must not make sense to him. There's no way she can articulate what brought upon the last five years of her life, why she sought her own death the way he saw her that one time far too similar memories blurred. She herself very nearly ended up in a position of "wasting away", except instead of a prison cell, it would have been a ward where she would spend the rest of eternity sealed.
It was more beneficial to make use of her, was the ultimate decision from above. Just like now, again. They're from different worlds, and she would rather he never come to know hers period if it can be helped. She deals in death bereft of dignity or humanity, because among monsters is where she worked. But as they are both on Horos, and things have already escalated to this point...]
The Pleroma are more resilient than you give them credit for.
[It isn't some endorsement to their enemy. Just plainly, like saying the grass is green and water is wet, and it really is getting quite late and good people should be in bed.]
Did you think that too, in the fight that made you lose your arm?
[She's still not looking at him, focused now on packing the rest of the katsusando away in pseudo-bento boxes for later. They're still good for lunch tomorrow, maybe the rest of the week event.]