[Terra's voice is soft as she echoes Y'shtola, and her brow furrows slightly in reply. It's good advice— she intends to take those words to heart, and yet...]
But what if there's no life left?
[She looks up at her friend, meeting her gaze, and her expression is one of honest curiosity and concern rather than discouragement.]
Almost all of the Espers are dead, and those that aren't won't have long. I might be the only one left— and I don't know what's coming next. The world was tearing itself apart when I left, and I worry that the humans who do survive won't have long either, when he's through with them.
[But worrying and wondering doesn't help anyone, whether she's here or back home.]
There's no way to know what's ahead, I know. Except— awhile back, I ran into someone at the Memory Tree— someone who knows me, but who I don't remember. I saw one of his memories, and... I was in it.
[She's been cautious to talk about this before now, because she didn't know what it meant, but she's been giving it some thought along with all the rest.]
So were you. [It had taken her a moment to recognize Y'shtola in the scene, but they had been fighting alongside one another.] If we were together in someone else's memory, but neither one of us remembers it, then that must mean that it hasn't happened yet— it means both of our worlds have to survive, doesn't it?
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[Terra's voice is soft as she echoes Y'shtola, and her brow furrows slightly in reply. It's good advice— she intends to take those words to heart, and yet...]
But what if there's no life left?
[She looks up at her friend, meeting her gaze, and her expression is one of honest curiosity and concern rather than discouragement.]
Almost all of the Espers are dead, and those that aren't won't have long. I might be the only one left— and I don't know what's coming next. The world was tearing itself apart when I left, and I worry that the humans who do survive won't have long either, when he's through with them.
[But worrying and wondering doesn't help anyone, whether she's here or back home.]
There's no way to know what's ahead, I know. Except— awhile back, I ran into someone at the Memory Tree— someone who knows me, but who I don't remember. I saw one of his memories, and... I was in it.
[She's been cautious to talk about this before now, because she didn't know what it meant, but she's been giving it some thought along with all the rest.]
So were you. [It had taken her a moment to recognize Y'shtola in the scene, but they had been fighting alongside one another.] If we were together in someone else's memory, but neither one of us remembers it, then that must mean that it hasn't happened yet— it means both of our worlds have to survive, doesn't it?