I.. [She laughed a little, softly, and leaned her forehead in close to Naminé, closing her eyes.] We ... weren't as close yet when I told you, and I keep it vague so people don't worry. But... you. You are allowed to worry and sympathize.

I'll take all the sympathy you want to give me. I'm ok, but I'm not. [Another tired laugh and a chuff sound.] I hope they send me somewhere else. I have a taste for life. I'd like to stick around a little longer.