Swiftcurrent Creek Let me go, I wanna die in the disco

Moss only nodded, but her eyes said everything Reverie needed to gather her courage and speak her question. How can you... stay here? Commit to people again, after - After finding out what it's like to have them ripped away. I've tried. I tried in Kvarsheim, and now I'm trying again, for Lestan, but - it feels impossible sometimes.
But you're here, Moss was here, even knowing that it would not last. That if she loved again, she would face loss again, one way or another. It seemed to Reverie that this was life's most final truth, that everyone would leave whether it was for death or for life elsewhere. She had left. She would leave again. No matter how much she promised otherwise to Lestan, to herself, Reverie felt it would never be enough.