“Nobody wants to see that,” Yuuna replies smoothly, releasing Cordelia’s shoulder. She understood that, she’d lost friends too. She wasn’t any sort of veteran soldier, but she definitely understood loss. It’d been only a year since she joined the Rangers, but she’d definitely seen her fair share of people who’d simply vanished. Or worse, in the case of Takeshi and Martin. Those two were outliers, of course, but those two were also among the less fortunate. Blue, Green, Red, Goku, Hawke and others? Well, they may be missing, but they weren’t dead or altered yet, as far as she could tell. Schrödinger’s Purrloin and all that.

“Sometimes it happens though, and there’s no stopping it. But not today. No reason not to be at least a little unnerved. Hell, I’m looking at my own corpse. You think that’s not freaky?” This was how she dealt, she groused and grumbled and poked fun at everything. “It’s okay to let go, y’know. Be bothered by it. “