[ Sandry gives a small frown at that. She's heard of people before, who killed themselves for one reason or another, she's just never spoken to anyone before that's tried. She's never given it much thought and even now that she's thinking about it, they still seem... far away and shadowy. A nebulous concept. Not like the girl sitting next to her, who explained to her what skyscrapers are and told her about this world.
What does she say? Why did you want to die? No, that seems too personal. Do you still want to die? Also too personal. I'm glad you didn't die. That seems too shallow, while she is glad she also doesn't know Ange very well.
—Sandry realizes that she's been quiet and thoughtful for too long, so she gives Ange a gentle look and settles on: ]
I'm glad you had someone who cared enough to save you.
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What does she say? Why did you want to die? No, that seems too personal. Do you still want to die? Also too personal. I'm glad you didn't die. That seems too shallow, while she is glad she also doesn't know Ange very well.
—Sandry realizes that she's been quiet and thoughtful for too long, so she gives Ange a gentle look and settles on: ]
I'm glad you had someone who cared enough to save you.