Somehow, his argument about celebrating Akuma’s disappearance instead of hers was weirdly comforting. That was probably the most amiability she would expect from him at this point, but she’d nonetheless count that as a victory. “Good. It’s settled, then. Goodbye party for me, and a ‘fuck you’ to our nightmares.” She knew it was probably too generous to call that a party, but Kire didn’t mind. She was about to go back to her task when he asked another question. 

“Like absolute shit,” Kire replied readily, though she grinned at this. “Shit that got trampled on, then set on fire. But it’s better than staying dead. I’ve nearly died maybe a couple of times but having your heart stop completely is something else.” She frowned at that, remembering vaguely the visions she had before Gavin woke her up. Now that she tried thinking about it, she couldn’t piece together the exact details of what she had seen. She contemplated telling Ruli this, and telling him about the strange after images she still saw after his Touch, but thought better of it. “Did you even get any proper rest? You’re looking pale," she pointed out. "Have you even eaten ever since we got back?"