"Something like that," Meche agreed, moving over to perch at the edge of the bed (away from that sword) and take a load off--for a minute or two, at least, until Alita ordered her up again. She'd been standing for a while, and that bite on her ankle was smarting a little. She tried to rub at it through the bandages, but it didn't do much to help.
Hokuto had seemed curious, maybe even a little worried, so Meche kept talking even though she wasn't sure the girl was actually listening. Getting things sorted out for herself was still useful, anyway. "It's a lot like the Land of the Living," she mused out loud. "The idea is to travel across the afterlife, the Eighth Underworld, to get to eternal rest at the end of the road, but plenty of people make that place their last stop. They run businesses--" some of them crime syndicates, "hold festivals--" during which everybody hightailed it back to the Land of the Living, "even fall in love."
She kept coming back to that whenever she talked about the Land of the Dead, Meche realized. When her point was that things weren't so bad in the Great Beyond, that always seemed like the best evidence she had--and the most personal. Meeting someone, having a family--they weren't just for the living. She frowned and leaned back, locking her hands around one knee so she wouldn't fall over. Where was he; what was he doing? And the children?
"You have to take the good with the bad there, just like life," she said after a moment.
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Hokuto had seemed curious, maybe even a little worried, so Meche kept talking even though she wasn't sure the girl was actually listening. Getting things sorted out for herself was still useful, anyway. "It's a lot like the Land of the Living," she mused out loud. "The idea is to travel across the afterlife, the Eighth Underworld, to get to eternal rest at the end of the road, but plenty of people make that place their last stop. They run businesses--" some of them crime syndicates, "hold festivals--" during which everybody hightailed it back to the Land of the Living, "even fall in love."
She kept coming back to that whenever she talked about the Land of the Dead, Meche realized. When her point was that things weren't so bad in the Great Beyond, that always seemed like the best evidence she had--and the most personal. Meeting someone, having a family--they weren't just for the living. She frowned and leaned back, locking her hands around one knee so she wouldn't fall over. Where was he; what was he doing? And the children?
"You have to take the good with the bad there, just like life," she said after a moment.