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

Was her life really worth Rose's? No... no, not at all. Rose would have known what to do with all of this; she would have been able to make someone happy, if that was what she chose to do. She would have been able to build a life in a pack. Rose had always done everything she decided to do, whether it was easy or not. Honestly, Reverie couldn't remember ever seeing her fail anything.
For all her perfection, Rose was nothing but bones in the ground now, dead long before her time. How could Reverie hope to meet a different fate?
But she wanted to believe what Moss was saying. There was an optimism to the words that she would not have expected, and Reverie's first instinct was to try to nurture this small brightness. That's what I'm trying to believe, She murmured. That's why I'm here. Here, and not at Kvarsheim, or out in the world somewhere lost in the snow.
I think - it'll be okay. In time, And she meant these words for both of them, because it felt like they both needed it.