( if there was any noble way to die, it truly would be through protecting a friend or two [something she would come to see soon enough]. for now though all she could focus on was how liberating this exchange had been for her, hoping it had been for him. it was like a large weight got lifted up off her shoulders and she didn't have to shoulder this burden alone.

was it all possibly for not? were vincent's warnings possibly true [that gorgug could just be manipulating her]? she didn't know the answers, but what she did know was that sitting on her couch was someone she now considered herself close to. someone who she had come to care for in such a short amount of time and knew she would do what she could for. so when he finished speaking, trying to get across an offer of helping her, she couldn't help but smile and reach out to give him a light punch on the shoulder. that was her trying to show him affection. )

Thank you Gorgug, but I'd prefer it if you didn't die again. It would make me really sad and I'd miss you, even if you did come back.