Leia shrugged, by all accounts appearing to disagree, though she was settled on it, she certainly wasn’t unfriendly or rude about it, just thoughtful and set, shaking her head. Self-fulfilling prophecies if anything. “No. I don’t think there is a predetermined outcome to our paths.” Yes, there was cause and effect, there was a sense of inertia to certain actions but that wasn’t how anyone described destiny, or matters of fate. Those tended to be inescapable by definition. He could try say her disbelief meant it still existed, regardless, but Leia just wasn't one accept such talk. The closest thing she had to ‘destiny’ might’ve been her inherited right to the throne. Even then, she had to earn that too, which she did, after completing the challenges of Mind, Body, and Heart. “We see things differently.” She decided, not inclined to really argue; but if he was going to say it existed despite her ‘belief’? “But- still, plenty in common.”
Nyx again seemed more to it than she’d considered - a curious notion that they could end up anywhere Why would the timeline change without warning? The past, the future It all seemed a little more elaborate that she thought - again, if anything she was more convinced that one simply disappears, neither here nor home. Just gone. “All possibilities to consider. You’re getting very complex about this-” She couldn’t help but remark, far more creative than she’d bothered to imagine, and in all truth, nothing could truly be ruled out.
His more charming, boyish nature kept things a little lighter, as dark as these matters were; the mood didn't feel dark between them, at least Leia didn't feel it, if anything she was growing to be at ease, gradually. Or was that the drinks?
She gave a huff that was almost a laugh, not an entirely humourless one, but the sort of noise that suggested she wasn’t about to accept being called wrong - had she not been drinking tequila she might’ve turned defensive instead, or argumentative; in fact to be amused about anything relating to death perhaps was a more abstract response - but it was more about being challenged, than the topic itself. Especially if he was accusing her of deflection. “No, no. I’m not wrong and you don’t get to say a rather, or if you had beens. As it stands, your alternative to this world, is no existence at all.” Those were simply the rules. Yes there were other possibilities for him to return to, but only one, he knew actually happened. Plus, she’s talking around arriving in a particular mindset. “If we’re discussing- all this, and you're going to start making accusations of me. We must be clear.” Again, there was no bite to her words; as if her words were rules to a game. Though playful, there was a seriousness hidden in among their banter. Baggage, lives, warts and all; it was very important to establish starting blocks. “You can’t tell me every single person has an equal investment in beginning something new, when they arrive here.” She wanted that much, before she went on, because it was a matter of ..well understanding the situation, wasn’t it? “Some-” She was fine indicating herself. “Are left with unfinished business- and matters they still mean to complete- see through to the end.” And promises made, they were still yet to keep. “Others-” She wouldn’t speak for him completely but she felt he was among the examples. “It’s almost like a blank slate- a second chance.” There’s this world, or there's nothing else at all, destiny fulfilled, if he was attached to the word.
"It makes a difference to- how willing a person is to abandon what they had." Or who.