[ she moves her hand - not away, but so that she can intertwine her fingers with his. ] I don't want to go back either. [ she chuckles: ] Besides, I'm dead and there's a big war. It really puts a cramp in my retirement plans.

[ the weight in her chest feels a little lighter having gotten most of her fucked up life summary out. the rest can wait till some other time. ] I know none of that is normal but I don't know who I'd be if I hadn't gone through all that and I like who I am. Is that crazy? That I don't regret all of it? Sometimes I don't regret any of it. I was surviving.