Hold up. [that cuts right through everything else immediately. because it's the first time she's hearing about it, and goddammit it sounds too familiar. she shouldn't be surprised.]
That can happen? How—[fuck.] This is gonna sound so fucking insensitive and I'm sorry. But how many times did they die before that?
[she didn't have any plans of dying, but she knew that other people wouldn't be so lucky. and her own luck would run out one day, too. memory is... not something she wants to fuck with. especially not now that she has people to love.]
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That can happen? How—[fuck.] This is gonna sound so fucking insensitive and I'm sorry. But how many times did they die before that?
[she didn't have any plans of dying, but she knew that other people wouldn't be so lucky. and her own luck would run out one day, too. memory is... not something she wants to fuck with. especially not now that she has people to love.]