... L'Cie aren't really designed to live very long anyway. We're beating the odds, even now.

[ Lowering her chin, she glances obliquely at him. Dark but true-- but especially dark, considering the price of her own l'Cie Brand wearing itself out...

But really she doesn't seem very bothered. Actually, her demeanor resembles something closer to stubbornness than anything else- impossibly difficult situations thrown at them and all, they still haven't fallen or given up yet.

She spares the speech- after so long bouncing off each other? By now they don't have to be spoken, as Lightning sees it. After all, she just handed over to him a knife too, packed with silent significance that she trusts he understands, judging from his reaction. Instead, she moves on, dragging her gaze away to follow his once more. Distantly, she notes that's the second similar comment he's made about the place during this conversation. ]

Now that... that's something I don't think I'll ever understand.