Lunise's effort to drag Meesei out of her deepening depression was met with a long silence, though in this case, that was not necessarily a bad thing. She was not merely sobbing into her hands, but rather, staring ahead, contemplating every word that Lunise spoke. Minutes passed, though it may as well have been hours for Meesei.

Finally, Meesei stood from her chair and immediately embraced Lunise. Although she was obviously still seeking comfort from Lunise, she was at least no longer overtly degrading her own accomplishments and self-worth. "I just...still do not know, Lunise. Part of me still feel like this all cannot be real, yet...another part of me knows that it is. If there is any group that could know these things about me, it would be the Psijic Order, and I do not think your mother would lie to you. I just...I need time to think. Time to process. Maybe I am more than just a collection of ancient memories stitched together, or maybe I am still destined to just fade from existence. Maybe I just need to rest and let the ideas come to me. 

Meesei lowed her gaze away from Lunise's eyes and let out a sigh. "I feel like I am going to drive myself to panic if I keep thinking about...nonexistence. The thought of becoming as if I had never existed at all, honestly, is the most frightening feeling I have ever experienced in my life."