Zero... [She understands what he's saying. She does. And it makes sense, in a strangely distant way, because she wouldn't want someone to die if they could be saved. Like Joel and her Father. Like Riku.]
[But if... if she lives, what then? The weariness she can already begin to feel settling in will pull her down into her long sleep, and in the thirty years it takes her to wake she'll have lost everything again. Back home Haji was there to steady her, her fixed point in a world so changed she couldn't recognize it.]
[Here, she would have nothing. Everyone would go on with their lives, die of age or injury, forget her. And she'd wake and have to start all over, with only vague, confusing, haunting memories for company.]
[And that, more than dying, frightens her. No matter how she'd told herself and everyone else that her plan to end it all was for the sake of everyone else, when it comes down to it, it's plain selfishness.]
Please. [Her slight, trembling tone matches the rest of her.] Please don't make me do this again. Not another hundred years of losing everyone again and again and again. I can't do it anymore. Please.