[ she wears her bitterness on her sleeve half the time, and it's harder to disguise it now with her dried blood spattered alongside it. she doesn't care about the mess either. ]

I'm here for me. [ which is vague and not particularly helpful. it's probably not entirely true either, but she doesn't want to talk or think about quynh right now. ]

I might still be human, but it's one of the worst things about me. I've been human for too long. I can't die. Humanity isn't meant to live for thousands of years.