[ it's clear from her words and stance that she was the type who held a deep-rooted sense of responsibility. he senses the sincerity behind her words, especially behind her very forced smile. he has to wonder if there was really a reason to feel so burdened in a place that was removed enough from home and their common conventions, and yet...

he understands it all too well. it's difficult to place the weight of your objectives and goals behind. he doesn't think it's something he'll ever completely let go of, hence his desire to build strength remained... even here. so he gives a slow nod of comprehension. ]

If you decided not to, I don't think anyone would notice. [ there's still the usual bluntness to his words, but he follows it up with: ] They probably have people like that here. Though, I'm not sure anyone would think of the dead the same way you do...

[ for better or worse...

especially, when death seems common enough. ]

Is there anything else you want to do?