Bramblepoint Darjeeling Express

Wraen was about to answer immediately - that - yes - she had done everything and died with nothing weighing her conscience. It was very likely that, if the two had met in the early days of November, when she had been fresh out of the afterworld, this answer would have been true. Now... she was no longer sure. You grow by having conversations and interacting with other people. She had regained a lot of understanding of, what it felt like being alive again, and with that came the rest of, what burdened the minds of the living. Doubts were the most prominent. Then came questions and curiousity and wondering of all the "what if"s that could have been, but were no longer possible. 

"I guess that I have done an equal amount of good and bad things in my life. I hope that the good were in the majority though," she smiled and shrugged. "There are moments, of which I am not proud at all, but then... without them all the great things would not have had the same sense of... glory, I guess, either. And you can always frame your mistakes as a way of learning, gaining experience. 'cause you may never know everything and you can never be prepared for everything," she said. 

"I cannot single out one though - there have been many," after many loops she finally had returned to the initial subject of the question. "What about you? You seem like a very young person, so my guess is that the all the best is still ahead of you," she finished.