Jono nodded slightly, the same thought occurring to him, in a sort of vague haze at the back of his mind. Death was there for everyone. She was the one person that they would all have in common someday.

But there were different Deaths for different realities. Still, it was nice to think that perhaps Didi had asked to be the one to take Triela's hand, when her time had come...

//She isn't in pain anymore,// he said, quietly. //And she wasn't alone.//

She'd been so young...