[she hates this. she hates it with every fiber of her being. that she's listening. that she's considering this. She thought she'd be able to help, even as a ghost. Maybe from this other side.
She bites her lip for a moment, a long, drawn out pause between them as she considers it over.
They were near the end, and part of her worried this would be a bad idea.
But they asked her. And it wasn't the first time she'd heard these arguments. Even if she didn't want Akira to die, this... seemed almost gentle compared to everything so far. Finally, she looks up at both of them.]
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She bites her lip for a moment, a long, drawn out pause between them as she considers it over.
They were near the end, and part of her worried this would be a bad idea.
But they asked her. And it wasn't the first time she'd heard these arguments. Even if she didn't want Akira to die, this... seemed almost gentle compared to everything so far. Finally, she looks up at both of them.]
... Okay. Leave it to me.