[Barely perceptively, her eyes struggle a bit between narrowing and staying open, in that way when someone's trying not to shut their eyes and cry, but she's not even fully aware of it. She's too busy trying to force her mouth into a small smile, but it's weak at best and gone in a heartbeat]
Before, didn't I say that someone has to be? You don't want him... and them... your important people, to be sad and suffer. You want the people that mean something to you to be happy. [It's one of the biggest regrets those who leave first tend to have, and she doubts Saya's much different. Her smile surfaces again for its last breath, made up of almost entirely helpless resignation]