[This smile is so real she can't help but get excited in response. It's amazing, being around the green that everyone thought was a myth for so long. She loves it, and despite all of the bad things here it does make her happy, as happy as she can be.]
It's just like the picture. It's amazing, Elend, there's a whole greenhouse just full of plants and flowers - there are so many flowers. I have a favorite, it's called hawthorn. White and pink. We go different places, but mostly the sky is blue, and there are big white clouds.
I - [Is she happy? She honestly can't tell. She isn't afraid anymore, and that means a lot, and she knows she's done the right thing. But she misses him so much.]
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It's just like the picture. It's amazing, Elend, there's a whole greenhouse just full of plants and flowers - there are so many flowers. I have a favorite, it's called hawthorn. White and pink. We go different places, but mostly the sky is blue, and there are big white clouds.
I - [Is she happy? She honestly can't tell. She isn't afraid anymore, and that means a lot, and she knows she's done the right thing. But she misses him so much.]
[Can she be happy and miss him, too?]
[Her smile is soft in a way it rarely is.]
I think I'm happy. I think so.