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Who: Lyvus and visitors
Where: Lyvress
When: Day 295, post-game
What: after game cuddlepile

[Four revived-but-not-completely-healed Corvi and a bitten-but-not-bleeding survived Lynx coming back from the Arena. Everything is terrible and everything hurts, but at least we got memories.]

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What?

You... to me, too.

Thank you.

It just feels like standing at the edge of a cliff.

. . . yes.

And it's a long way down.

It's hard to trust that you'll be alright.

[nods]

If I decide to live, and regret living. That would be the worst thing to do to him.

. . . mm.

I'm already... hurting people with that.

It would hurt, but . . . I think if that's what you really wanted . . .

In all my memories, getting stronger the older I got, I was always wanting it... not to die. Never to die. Not to leave an imprint on everyone with my death. But just to fade away like objects in the darkness. Where their edges get softer and slowly disperse and eventually they're nothing at all.

[taking his hat off again, turning it over and over in his hands]

Maybe my mother would be alive then. Everyone I killed. Perhaps my family would be different. In that dark place where I'd never been born.

I don't think the world works like that.

It could.

You can't undo the past.

That was my goal.

I don't think it's possible.

With a wish, it might be.

It's not like that.

...?

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