countermeasures | chroma | catchall for hot pants

No, that's not good enough.

You're going to hold onto your life even after we get out of here. It's not borrowed time - it's your time, and you're going to keep it. Promise me.

What if its not as simple as that?

[Because she wants to believe in that. That she can go back, and she can continue to live life, but...]

[There's a dread of inevitability. That she'll return, and it'll be right back where she was. Dying. Dead. Gone.]

Miss Hot Pants.

[jiuqing's vibes are very certain - but then, they would be, wouldn't they? waking up to a second chance at life is nothing new to her. this is perhaps not quite the situation as her own case, but the facts are the same: hot pants was dead, and now she's live.

they'll find a way back to their own worlds, but she doesn't believe that hot pants will simply drop dead after leaving the prism.]

I believe that when someone is given a second chance, it's for a reason. So... there's no way that it's just going to be the end for you once all of this - [she waves a hand to indicate their current situation] - is over.

You saw my memories. What would you tell me if I said that it was perfectly fine for me to take risks, because I had already died once?

I know your memories, Su.

[Her emotions...react with a sort of understanding, and for a moment, it almost feels like she's ready to believe - except something seems to drag them back to where they once were, like they're stuck in a rut, unable to be free.]

I mean...you do what you can with your life. And its good you have a second chance. Its what you deserve.

[jiuqing reaches up and gently takes hot pants's chin to make sure she's looking at her.]

You deserve that, too. I truly believe that.

[Her emotions falter at that touch, eyes hesitating before glancing back at her. Warmth, uncertainty, but that overall melancholy sitting in her bones, unable to let go.]

I'm not a good person, Su. At least...I'm trying to make it up for not being one. I don't know if I deserve that much.