About whether or not the gods'll be nice enough to give us a second chance?

[she thinks that they should. she figures that it's probably too late for her, but that it shouldn't be too late for anybody else]

It still blows my mind that you were able to keep quiet about it so long. Didn't it--didn't it get to you, holding it in?

[she's going to be Concerned about him from now on. between the depression and impending death and the fact that she (platonically!) loves him, he's going to have to get used to a lot more drop-in visits from a certain teenage Grim Reaper]

I know my world has an afterlife, but that doesn't mean that all worlds has it. How would you navigate the whole dimension thing, anyway?