I doubt you'll still be saying that when you hear it. [The response is near-immediate, but not vehement or bitter, or any overt emotion at all. It's a role Shun's been willing enough to take because he's used to it, but a godly domain largely based on funerals and cemeteries is never a pleasant one to discuss.

It's obvious enough from the fact that she's still smiling that she's determined to see the best in this, and while Shun likely would have dragged that notion down previously, it does take a certain amount of willpower to maintain that outlook. Still, he makes no attempt to look as optimistic as her, and there's a certain distance to his still intense gaze as he replies. Even without his personal circumstances, he read Add's post. He knows now what careless discussion of the past will lead to.]

You can't, but others can. This place almost makes remembering as much of an ordeal as forgetting for some gods here. But if you're so insistent on counting your blessings, at least make sure you aren't blindsided by the curses.

Even if neither of us is going to change the other's mind about this. [He knows enough optimistic sorts to know they don't bend to realists and pessimists.]