[It catches her by surprise to hear him say that. In her time in the prison she has spent time both humanizing and vilifying the man before her. The truth is he never needed her help for that. He does just fine being both those things on his own. This is just another reminder of what she already knew. He's bad, but that's not all there is to him.]
I hope so. [She really does. Somewhere there should be a happy ending for every shitty one. Maybe two. Some world where time and space and genetics and noah were a little kinder.
She feels...something. Maybe it makes more sense just to say that she feels. The emotions themselves are mixed to the point of being unrecognizable. One thing is clear though. It's overwhelming.
She closes her eyes, but not before a tear slips free.
That's something that hasn't happened in years. Not when she found out she died. Not when her students died. Not when Piotr could no longer turn to flesh. She'd just locked that part of her away for fear of not being able to stop if she kept going. Today is just different.]