Re: Muerte / Eddie
[Still pacing a little, she shook her head.] No, I didn't think it was needed. There's something else there that governs over it. [And the thought, at the time, of choosing someone to step into shoes that had become too old for her, had not settled well on her mind. And maybe that was the reason it was all happening the way it was, but she couldn't think through it in the moment. Not with shifting back and forth, and not with Eddie being so calm about it. Part of her mind tried to tell her that maybe calm was the way to go, but she couldn't get a lock down on her emotions, not yet.
She was able to stop pacing though, sinking down to the floor in a surprisingly graceful fold of her legs, sitting cross-legged with her elbows on her knees, head in her hands. She looked so much smaller that way, hunched over and not nearly someone - something - that spread through the universe to be the ending force to life.] I don't know. It's not really about liking it. [She'd told him before - it wasn't like she got off on being the end to life. It just was what she was.]