[There it is again, that casual acceptance of death. It's not that she doesn't get it -- last year, she'd have even agreed with him. Now, knowing what she does, it does bother her. She'd accepted death, but that doesn't mean she wants to die.]

I've known some pretty cool old people, [is all she says instead, because she can barely reconcile her own feelings, let alone Dazai's.] What do you like to eat, then? I can help you pick out the right ingredients to cook with.