[her shoulders relax, just a little, at the confirmation. a thank you, for letting her be honest.]

Then... I am upset that he's dead. [she says, with a slow exhale.] I do. I love him, and I love Nahri, and I love Vash. And I am angry that I can't be with them to comfort them, as useless at it as I am.

[there's a song stuck in her head, and it's not really words but it is this, drifting in and out.]

I will be glad when this is over.