[She keeps her mouth shut because if she's being honest? In that moment where she really, truly thought it was the end—
Oh, she could've drowned in her regrets, sure, but those were always with her anyways. They only ever seemed to grow in number, more and more mistakes to lament, enough to suffocate her until she figured out how to carry them anyways. Those were far and away though, as distant as the sky. In those last heartbeats before her vision blacked out, she understood exactly why Zero smiled when she first laid eyes on the flower, why dying wasn't something to be feared and fought.
Relief. Peace, even. To know that her life, everything, all of it, was finally, mercifully over.
Zero never knew a peace like that in all her life, not even the time spent after. Rose didn't either, and then it was ripped away from her just the same.
Is she happy that she didn't die? She can't answer that. Not out loud at least.]
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Oh, she could've drowned in her regrets, sure, but those were always with her anyways. They only ever seemed to grow in number, more and more mistakes to lament, enough to suffocate her until she figured out how to carry them anyways. Those were far and away though, as distant as the sky. In those last heartbeats before her vision blacked out, she understood exactly why Zero smiled when she first laid eyes on the flower, why dying wasn't something to be feared and fought.
Relief. Peace, even. To know that her life, everything, all of it, was finally, mercifully over.
Zero never knew a peace like that in all her life, not even the time spent after. Rose didn't either, and then it was ripped away from her just the same.
Is she happy that she didn't die? She can't answer that. Not out loud at least.]
... I wish I knew what to tell you.