Mm. So, at that time, you weren't prepared to let go.
[Work left undone. Something left to do. Nishi wonders, then— was his own death like that? Did he have unfinished business, or had it been a deliberate choice?
If he trusts his gut, he imagines he died with every intention of burning in hell afterward. Perhaps even dragging someone else with him, desperate to perish but not perish alone.
He doesn't offer any salve for Fandaniel's anxieties; that isn't in him. Instead, he refills his glass and presses it insistently toward the other's fingers, a wordless go on.]
...But that's not the case now, is it? But there must be some reason why you haven't simply ended your own life.
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[Work left undone. Something left to do. Nishi wonders, then— was his own death like that? Did he have unfinished business, or had it been a deliberate choice?
If he trusts his gut, he imagines he died with every intention of burning in hell afterward. Perhaps even dragging someone else with him, desperate to perish but not perish alone.
He doesn't offer any salve for Fandaniel's anxieties; that isn't in him. Instead, he refills his glass and presses it insistently toward the other's fingers, a wordless go on.]
...But that's not the case now, is it? But there must be some reason why you haven't simply ended your own life.