[ she's just glancing away quietly. she learned how not to cry a long time ago. the last time she did, it was in a green field of grass, the dawn breeze sweeping it upwards, heavenwards, like it'd known it'd lost one of its own that day. but that's another story. she just shakes her head. ]

It's over, I'm fine.

[ sharper than she intends, and she winces at her own voice. there's hesitation in her voice, and then... ]

Everyone's final day comes eventually... doesn't it? [ she presses her lips into a thin line before she speaks again after another heartbeat of silence. ] That's where I'll go when this is all over. That's my end.