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She glanced at bibo, shrugging her confusion.

The tail hissed fro under her jacket, bjt made no move to get out.
"That's what I do. Most times."

"I have more than enough regrets." She sniffs the air.

"I'm merely stating that some people have a long road ahead, unlike some of us in the world that can see it and prefer not to dwell on it." Her voice almost seemed to growl.

"Of course I do."

"For me the road leads to a dead end. I prefer to muse with the scenery."

"It really all depends." She sighs a little. "Opinions are truly little matters in the wide view of things."

"I suppose you're right."

"I see. I count my entire life, seeing as most of it was spent learning about how much I hate demons."

"Yeah, I guess so." She muttered. "Out of curiosity, how long have you lived?"

"I suppose you're right in that aspect then." She turned to face forward again.

"Soon enough doesn't necessarily mean tomorrow. It means sooner than I would prefer, or even sooner than one would have normally to live."

"I never said I'd die tomorrow." She muttered, looking back at him.

"I'm going to die soon enough anyways, might as well die as a bringer of happiness to others." She seemed distant, her eyes clouded over with thought.

"I had 10 years of happiness before the hell came, now I don't care." She glanced at the sky. "Perhaps it's for the best though, if I take the unhappiness of the world..."