[Another pretzel stack falls, this time by mistake, as a startle of her hand knocks into it and causes the individual pretzels to shift out of alignment just far enough to send them cascading onto the table. She knows full well that it's not like Rohan to own up to things like this; she halfway wonders if Cordis isn't having something to do with it, or if this is motivation all his own.

He's really trying hard for her, she realizes. He's not good at it, but he's trying. He didn't even try this hard when he thought she was leaving for heaven, but maybe — maybe that's because of the way she left.

Rohan writes stories. Of course he'd know intuitively how a story is supposed to go, and what should be said when, and what should be left out. She was leaving; maybe that's why he only said things that fit with letting her go. What if this is what he'd said then, instead — you're important instead of I'll miss you? Wouldn't it have hurt more to leave, then, because she might've wanted to stay?

Being here really is a second chance, for her. It's not just another chapter. It's a whole new book entirely.]

...Maybe we can make up for the things you don't remember. You can't get those memories back, but...we could make new ones.

[She offers it up tentatively. It's a bold thing to say, but at this point, one of them has to be.]

I'd like to read your manga, too. Mm, but then you'll have to hear all of my opinions on it! I should warn you, I can be pretty tough...