[Her story really begins with death, and it's steeped in it, unlike so many people in Cerealia. That's one of the truths she's held to her chest for the last five years. Or five hundred thousand, if Mars had anything to say about it. Death was a factor for all of them, but they always came back. Eternal, like the celestial bodies they guarded, and it was always out of love. Love for one another made them strong, love for their adopted home gave them the will to carry on, and love of life carried them forward into a brighter future for all.
It'd made the trials worth it, and it was not too different here. She had people she loved here, who needed protecting. People like him, for the simple reason that he should continue to have the chance to show those muted smiles of his
She smiles back placidly, fingers still loosely holding his.][Exhaling through her nose, she rolls her head towards the hospital.] They...made a blanket for us to share. And when we both woke up, it vanished.
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It'd made the trials worth it, and it was not too different here. She had people she loved here, who needed protecting. People like him, for the simple reason that he should continue to have the chance to show those muted smiles of his
She smiles back placidly, fingers still loosely holding his.][Exhaling through her nose, she rolls her head towards the hospital.] They...made a blanket for us to share. And when we both woke up, it vanished.