To wish a hundred things had gone differently, to wish for different fates for the people you cared about, different choices. She folds her arms and rests casually against the wall, letting her gaze come to rest on the scene again, watching just how happy they all seem despite their circumstances. It was so much like her own memory that it was hard to look away.
She smiles back, and it comes out tired, but genuine. "I wish it for my friends, too. My family. Some of them are here, and I know that makes me lucky-- I never thought I'd see them again." Or maybe it was more accurate to say they wouldn't have seen her. "But there are still people I miss. I want my mom to come back. I want Ash to come here, and Bobby. Their lives would be better. I never thought I'd feel that way, because meeting a sticky end is part of the job, but-- once I got a taste of what it was like to have a second chance, I wanted that for everyone."
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To wish a hundred things had gone differently, to wish for different fates for the people you cared about, different choices. She folds her arms and rests casually against the wall, letting her gaze come to rest on the scene again, watching just how happy they all seem despite their circumstances. It was so much like her own memory that it was hard to look away.
She smiles back, and it comes out tired, but genuine. "I wish it for my friends, too. My family. Some of them are here, and I know that makes me lucky-- I never thought I'd see them again." Or maybe it was more accurate to say they wouldn't have seen her. "But there are still people I miss. I want my mom to come back. I want Ash to come here, and Bobby. Their lives would be better. I never thought I'd feel that way, because meeting a sticky end is part of the job, but-- once I got a taste of what it was like to have a second chance, I wanted that for everyone."