she stops walking, footsteps stilling as she processes it: his words, the feeling beneath the guilt and the regret and the loneliness. does she really exist? had she really been living these past few years? all she was doing was go through the motions, the endless fighting and killing, all in the name of vengeance under the guise, the desire to forget--
"you and i must never forget." "i know."
how much longer will she continue holding on?
"i hope that you can start over, here. i hope that you can find peace." ]
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she stops walking, footsteps stilling as she processes it: his words, the feeling beneath the guilt and the regret and the loneliness. does she really exist? had she really been living these past few years? all she was doing was go through the motions, the endless fighting and killing, all in the name of vengeance under the guise, the desire to forget--
"you and i must never forget."
"i know."
how much longer will she continue holding on?
"i hope that you can start over, here. i hope that you can find peace." ]
... Sure.