[She opens her mouth to tell him that it's not like it makes a difference to him either way. Once they get out of here, that's it; they won't be part of each other's lives anymore, if he even remembers her once he goes back. What difference does it make whether she lives or dies? It's not like he'll be there to see it.
But with his emotions still so obviously raw, she closes her mouth and looks back down at her clenched fists, forcing herself to relax them.]
It's not like I want to, either. But you know how it goes! Someone has to save the world.
[She glances up at him with an attempt at a smile, trying to lighten the mood the only way she really knows how, even as she feels her hands starting to shake with her own repressed emotion.]
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But with his emotions still so obviously raw, she closes her mouth and looks back down at her clenched fists, forcing herself to relax them.]
It's not like I want to, either. But you know how it goes! Someone has to save the world.
[She glances up at him with an attempt at a smile, trying to lighten the mood the only way she really knows how, even as she feels her hands starting to shake with her own repressed emotion.]