"She did and the people of Paradis are better for it," she answered. She believed it. "The people are happy. Children live on farms and have help. It's...nice." Mikasa hadn't had a nice life since her parents were killed, but she liked that things were getting better.
"True," she commented, "but some seem to die a lot sooner. The Commander came from his death, and so have others. Most speak of their impending death. It seems like people are offered a chance to live a different life here while they go on fulfilling their duties at home. It makes me wonder if we are the same. We just don't know it, because we don't have anyone from our future to tell us that we were about to die." Although he had lived another four years, hadn't he? "I have been thinking about this, about the fact that there are two versions of us. Are we meant to live both lives? Are we supposed to make a difference here too? Are we meant to find the walls in this place and tear them down as well?"