<span style="color: #666600">“Taking into consideration that suicide is off the table, what else would ease your suffering? Give me some ideas so we can figure this out... think of it as helping me help make your last year on this world as peaceful as possible so you can go into the afterlife at ease.” </span>He rolled his eyes and took a seat on the edge of her bed and motioned for her to sit next to him.<span style="color: #666600">“So your stubbornness is still alive and well, but it only works when people want to help you. I’m starting to see a trend here.” </span>Ras looked away from Ibara for a moment and Animus appeared with a stack of letters which she handed to him then vanished again.<span style="color: #666600">“These are letters from your son. Looks like he writes one to you every other week or so. His handwritten has been improving too.”</span>He sifted through the letters for a while then looked back at Ibara.<span style="color: #666600">“You’ve never gotten these letters, obviously, and so you’ve never responded to them yet he keeps sending them. Telling you about the things he’s learning from his aunt, funny stories about this siblings... Do you really think he’ll forget about you?”</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>