Lily kept walking until she saw someone standing over the bridge. It was the man that had sold her the paintings. What on earth was he doing on the other side of the railing? Panic quickly overwhelmed her as she ran over to where he was. Cautiously, she made her way over the railing and stood beside him. With her nerves in full force, she slowly looked over at him. This was a rather serious situation, and she had to be as gentle as possible. She really didn't need to see this man attempt on his life, but she didn't want him to die either.<br/><br/>"Um, Shinji?" she called to him softly, "I just wanna stand and talk. Now... can I ask why you're wanting to end your life? No one just stands on the edge of a bridge with good intent." she was pretty hopeless when it came to talking people out of things. All she could do was hope and pray to God that somehow, some way, he wouldn't attempt suicide. Then again, she had no right to talk because she had attempted her own life before. If Shinji ended up jumping into that water, Lily couldn't forgive herself. A life was still a life after all, and his life has so much potential. She could only wish he'd see that.