[Maybe there's a little guilt there, at not having found out what could have been with Leonard when she had the chance. At not being able to save him, save one of their team.]
[When his gaze lingers, she feels it and looks back at him, only to smile again. It's a sense of nostalgia, and a softness at finding someone after thinking she would never see them again.]
[She does frown a little when he points out he's dead.] Aren't you supposed to die to go to Hell? I'm still confused how some of us are here, but I'm pretty sure we're still alive.
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[Maybe there's a little guilt there, at not having found out what could have been with Leonard when she had the chance. At not being able to save him, save one of their team.]
[When his gaze lingers, she feels it and looks back at him, only to smile again. It's a sense of nostalgia, and a softness at finding someone after thinking she would never see them again.]
[She does frown a little when he points out he's dead.] Aren't you supposed to die to go to Hell? I'm still confused how some of us are here, but I'm pretty sure we're still alive.