To be grateful. To be alive. She could accept that. More than happiness. Living is important. If you aren't alive you are dead and if you are dead you are just... nothing. Soul reborn into light or darkness. But it's not like you remember. You are gone.

She got even closer to him. His words are a bit stupid and light addled but hadn't she felt that too? Being together and things not hurting. She has lots of painful memories of her sister, but the most painful ones of all are the happy ones. The ones where they are eating honey cakes, clambering over rooftops or splashing each other with water from the well.

And she was alive whilst her sister was dead. She was here and Tony was... somewhere else. And dead.

This boy, Emporio. He was here and those from his home were dead. So they should... Live better?

It's an interesting idea if nothing else. "Do you be wanting to be playing one now? I do be knowing a lot of them."

Boasting a bit at the end there.