When she'd started telling the story, Rei hadn't anticipated there being a serious conversation coming after it. Then again, how was she to anticipate that? She was just telling her favorite story to Jelena who loved stories. Though the question about her uncles being on the Moon didn't phase her, that was expected given the fact of what she'd said. It was the question of people dying then coming back that caught her by surprise. She looked at Fayina as she further explained what Jelena meant, then she looked back to Jelena.
Great. A loaded question, and not one she personally knew the answer to. Well okay so she technically might have been dead in the instant before she ended up here, but all she remembered was the flash of white as Serenity destroyed the world. The next thing she knew she was here. Truth be told, Minako might have a better answer than she did, but the love senshi wasn't here now, so Rei would have to answer herself.
"I cannot say for certain, but from what I believe, people could come back to life." After all, wasn't Minako here now? And Rei herself was here. Truth be told, Minako might have a better answer than she did, but she wasn't about to say anything. She didn't want Jelena bothering Minako with questions of death. Minako didn't need that. "But the gods work in mysterious ways. A person may or may not not remember, but as for why, I cannot say. Your guess would be as good as mine." Rei wished she had the answer, but she didn't. From her own experience, all she'd seen was white, and then a possible sliver of nothing, then she was here. But she wasn't about to tell a five year old there was nothing to remember, nor was she going to out-right say people couldn't remember. Who was she to speak when it might be different for everyone who experienced such a thing? While she was a priestess and had views on the afterlife, she was no diviner and could not speak for what the gods willed. All she could do was speculate. Her thoughts ran deeper on the matter, but they were too complex to explain to a five year old. The look on her face turned deeply thoughtful to reflect her inner thoughts.
Anatoly's full attention was grabbed by this turn in the conversation. He glanced at Svetlana, knowing she was going to have a hard time with where this conversation was now going. He glanced back at Rei as she gave her explanation. He hadn't expected a straight, concrete answer, but he thought what the priestess had to say was a good answer.
"It is hard to know, but there is always a reason for things," Anatoly chimed in when Rei finished and went into thought. He glanced to Svetlana, again wishing that he had been here when the girls had died. That he had been there when Svetlana needed him. It wasn't his fault that he'd been sucked into that alternate world, but he still hated that he hadn't been there for his family.