You let out a long exhale, the words emerging in a solitary plume on the hallway's still air. "And not simply an existential horror at my own death, though that too lurked ever in the back of my mind…" You note Luna's brow creasing infinitesimally at this revelation. "Nay, what gnawed at me far more were the nightmares of what your immortal existence would become in the wake of my extinguishing."