[ Laurie hums, just a small acknowledgement that the story's registered. She's not immediately sure of what else to say. What can be said? It's good that Red Devil was able to take control of his own destiny, in a sense. Many like them don't get that opportunity, but... How much of an upside is that, really? Dead is dead. ]

It probably feels good, to get to choose. At least, I assume it does if you're the kind of person ballsy enough to choose what he did.

[ As sour as she is about being sniped down in a split-second, in a cowardly way, as good a prospect as getting to decide your fate seems... She's not sure she could ever do something like that, even now. So much of her life now has been dedicated to overcoming the idea of her death, could she let go and accept the inevitability in a similar situation? ]

I only asked because-- Well. You must feel guilty about it, right? Is that the running theme? I don't-- I hope I'm not somebody else's ghost. That's all. I wondered how being left behind feels, I guess.

You're happy, right, Jaime? Even with everything?