A depressing thought indeed, but one he doesn't doubt for a second. Safronov didn't have the warmest personality, but she got the job done. That's what really mattered in the end.
"You expecting a lot of tears at your funeral?" he asks, taking his turn to make light where he probably shouldn't. The very thought of Rey's death -- here or in her own world at the hands of IV -- makes him uncomfortable, pushes him to do what he can to keep her safe; however, even Rey can't deny the effect she's had on people, the connections she's made in the city and those who worried while she was trapped in her own head. If nothing else, maybe coming back will help her realize just how many people would miss her if she up and vanished. He knows she knows, but the game of getting her to admit it is one he enjoys.
They might not be as human as everyone else, but they're loved. That much is undeniable.
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"You expecting a lot of tears at your funeral?" he asks, taking his turn to make light where he probably shouldn't. The very thought of Rey's death -- here or in her own world at the hands of IV -- makes him uncomfortable, pushes him to do what he can to keep her safe; however, even Rey can't deny the effect she's had on people, the connections she's made in the city and those who worried while she was trapped in her own head. If nothing else, maybe coming back will help her realize just how many people would miss her if she up and vanished. He knows she knows, but the game of getting her to admit it is one he enjoys.
They might not be as human as everyone else, but they're loved. That much is undeniable.