[At Misa's invitation, Liem crouches down and sits carefully on the cavern floor next to her, arranging his cloak beneath him so he isn't sitting on bare earth. The smile he offers her is wan, but nonetheless genuine, reflecting the small bloom of camaraderie that flickers briefly through the troubled cloud of his emotions as he joins her.

His doubts always seem a little smaller, a little less heavy when he can focus on someone else's instead.]

I suppose you could say that.

[Like her, he sits with knees bent, resting one hand atop one leg as he leans the other against the ground beside him. It is a more comfortable, casual posture than he has tended to show in more civilized surrounds — but they are trapped in a hole in the ground, at the end of everything. It seems silly to pretend.]

I thought I'd done enough of that already. Two end-of-the-world scenarios is enough for anyone, don't you agree?