There should be some meaning to my life

[waterfell]

I won't be able to care for Mama when she grows older.

I never had anyone near me growing up. Papa was gone, Mama was busy, and I didn't make friends. When I thought I finally did, it was a lie and they weren't the friends I was looking for. When I finally found the ones who could be, I didn't realize it for a long time. Now that I finally see them, is it too late?

There are a lot of places I haven't seen, things I never experienced.

I wanted to be strong enough to fight with them to the end- as a fellow warrior.

But... somehow it feels good to rest right now.

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[tasercopter]

Yeah, I know. You're the one who asked me what's happening.

I can only tell you what I know.

[waterfell]

I'm not good at waiting and hoping for something.

[tasercopter]

That's why I said don't rest. So get up, go on.

All this "oh, there was a bunch of crap I wanted to do" stuff's not helping you any.

[waterfell]

That body is already finished.

[tasercopter]

Huh.

What a fuckin pain. So--you're already dead?

[waterfell]

It's strange, isn't it, not to be more angry?

[It's a yes.]

[tasercopter]

Yeah, how come you're not?

[waterfell]

Maybe it's because...in some part of myself, I wanted to rest and lay down.

[tasercopter]

You wanted to die? That's bullshit.

[waterfell]

No, not that; of course not. I fought my hardest to live. I even still want to think of a way to defeat this enemy.

However, I want to rest.

[When has she ever not been conflicted- and confusing?]

[tasercopter]

[Reno doesn't understand this conflicted stuff. Not that she's never felt bad about things, or drained, but it's not her style.

She sighs. She still feels troubled by the whole alternate Tseng dying thing (not that she's one for expressing emotion, either), and this isn't any better.]

That's stupid. It doesn't make any sense. Just keep fighting if you can, and if you can't, don't ever let em make you wanna lie down and take it.

[waterfell]

Even now? Even if it's already done?

[tasercopter]

Yeah, whatever! You've still got thoughts to think with, or how the hell are you talking to me now? If you've got anything, you've got something to fight with.

So don't give up.

[waterfell]

You want me to live?

[There's power in that, even she knows as much; power in someone wishing for someone else, calling out to them, remembering them even if they're gone.]

[tasercopter]

Why the hell not?

[Which is yes, in Reno-speak.]

[waterfell]

[It's not so much that she has reasons why not, as she can't think of many reasons why.]

Why?