[ She munches more of her doughnut as she looks up at him, then decides to look away as she collects her thoughts. She has only came to terms to it before she arrived here, so it still stings. It's bittersweet... Those memories are still vivid, playing like a movie behind her eyelids.

But there's no use mulling over the past. ]

Yes. Everything has an end, but life moves on. [ Which means her reign, her "death". It's actually complicated with how Type-Moon is, but she is historical. ] I have no regrets.

Though I can say that I wasn't expecting to be brought here during my final moments. Sometimes I wonder if fate has graced us with another opportunity.