Even though he is the one that caused her excess breath problem. But then again he knew what was going to come out of this conversation, is not something bitter, but nor is it exactly sweet. It's filled with something people can't see.
"What about me?"
"I don't know."
He leaves it at that, afraid that if he pursues the topic anymore. Those ugly and dark feelings would emerge again. Once the girl felt better, the two of them stood up and walked on the wall.
"When I'm dead, sprinkle my ashes in to the sea."
He saw her startled expression and brushed his hand across her cheeks. "Well?"
"Ah! That's so cool. I want to do the same also, sprinkle mine as well."
Rhys chuckled. "Well that depends on the situation. If possible I would want us to die together."
"True." Lyn said.
"I guess we should ask who will live longest. That seems like the general."