[He flinches a little at that, looking away from her. He bites back his initial protest--we don't know that for sure!--reminding himself that... well, they've both died. So what's to stop this from being some kind of fucked-up afterlife? Since none of them remember their former lives, they could well all be dead.
...if that's the case, what happens when people leave the afterlife? Do they just... cease to be? But if that's true, then Pollux...
Damn, but he's in a depressing mood. He glances back up at her, trying to mentally shake off the train of thought.] ...everything about this place is uncertain. There's no guarantee of anything here, not even that we'll be here tomorrow. And the dead don't stay that way. [They're living proof of that, after all.]
All we can do is move forward, even if it's just one step at a time. [It's the best piece of advice he's gotten in this place, and it's easy enough to pass on.]
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...if that's the case, what happens when people leave the afterlife? Do they just... cease to be? But if that's true, then Pollux...
Damn, but he's in a depressing mood. He glances back up at her, trying to mentally shake off the train of thought.] ...everything about this place is uncertain. There's no guarantee of anything here, not even that we'll be here tomorrow. And the dead don't stay that way. [They're living proof of that, after all.]
All we can do is move forward, even if it's just one step at a time. [It's the best piece of advice he's gotten in this place, and it's easy enough to pass on.]