[Kaede doesn't laugh again; thought about it, yes, but she was also thinking of other things. More relevant things.]
Is that so.
[She inclined her head just so slightly the other way. How...curious. She was almost jealous. Or...no, not exactly. She hadn't intended to die then, but it happened, didn't it? Death didn't care if she had things to do, one more person to kill, others to meet—it caught up to her as surely as her disintegrating form did.]
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Is that so.
[She inclined her head just so slightly the other way. How...curious. She was almost jealous. Or...no, not exactly. She hadn't intended to die then, but it happened, didn't it? Death didn't care if she had things to do, one more person to kill, others to meet—it caught up to her as surely as her disintegrating form did.]
Not all of us can choose when to die.