even as mizu's thoughts begin to wind down, it's difficult not to linger on what ifs and what could have beens. the ship has erupted in chaos. blood paints the streets. a friend, thought long lost, now lays dying. was there any way to reach a better outcome than this? the phantom impressions of a life led by somebody else seem to indicate that maybe there was another way. maybe so many people didn't need to die today.
but it hardly matters. regrets change nothing.
you can only ever live with the choices you make.
but these are not mizu's final thoughts. not quite.
in the last moments before slipping into that peaceful oblivious, mizu looks at childe and thinks—
i shouldn't have stopped to talk to you.
followed by another thought, turning to stare at the sky (or whatever functions as a sky here), head lolling to the side nearly limp.
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even as mizu's thoughts begin to wind down, it's difficult not to linger on what ifs and what could have beens. the ship has erupted in chaos. blood paints the streets. a friend, thought long lost, now lays dying. was there any way to reach a better outcome than this? the phantom impressions of a life led by somebody else seem to indicate that maybe there was another way. maybe so many people didn't need to die today.
but it hardly matters. regrets change nothing.
you can only ever live with the choices you make.
but these are not mizu's final thoughts. not quite.
in the last moments before slipping into that peaceful oblivious, mizu looks at childe and thinks—
i shouldn't have stopped to talk to you.
followed by another thought, turning to stare at the sky (or whatever functions as a sky here), head lolling to the side nearly limp.
shit. i should have just stabbed that bastard.
fuck you, hoolay.
and that's all she wrote, folks!]