[ Miach doesn't react visibly in any way other than that she, too, pauses, and silence hangs above them for another little while. ]

You're right. The past is past and we cannot change anything. We're here now anyway.

Alive. You and I. Once again.

[ The final comment is more directed at herself and thus it's made even quieter than the rest of her speech. Trying to die so many times is frustrating, even Miach, who shuns self-criticism, has to admit it. ]

Let's make the best of it, Tuan. Together.