death is no escape.

"Taurie mains make some noise!!!" I yell

Yui's questions caught Zarina off-guard. Of course, the other survivors had already asked her what job was in the past, but the chance to talk about it properly with anyone since arriving in the Entity's realm never arose... until now, anyway.

"Yes." she answered solemnly, as she held her hands in front of the campfire for some much needed warmth. Zarina absolutely loved making documentaries; she considered being able to provide justice for victims in her own way to be extremely satisfying. However, she always wondered if there was more she could've done to help others while she was still in the real world.

"I hope I was making a long-lasting difference with my documentaries. Whether I actually did is another question entirely, though."

Yui's lips quirk upwards into a semi-smile, something not quite reassuring, but warm enough regardless. Before she was taken here, she probably would've encouraged Zarina immediately, telling her she's sure she accomplished more than enough to make a difference, but now - in this place - it's a little harder to be so optimistic. It's not that the realm has made her more cynical, necessarily, it's just... the things she used to say so easily often feel empty, now. Hollow.

Still, she leans in towards the campfire and makes herself as comfortable as she can do, shuffling a little closer to Zarina.

"That's more than a lot of people can say." she comments, and then- "I'd bet that it did matter. At least to someone."

But is it enough to balance out the scales? Yui used to take some comfort in what she'd achieved with the Sakura 7. She's sure her sisters in the gang wouldn't have let her spirit vanish or her fire go out. No doubt they'd have tried to carry on her legacy, and she takes pride in that, the kinds of people who she surrounded herself with in the end... But it won't last forever. Sooner or later, they'll die - maybe they already have. And Yui will still be here.