[Lust is quiet for a few moments. And she hates the way the silence wraps around her, more chilling right now than the winter wind outside her window. Empty optimism. Is it? And really...how different is it than anyone else?]

I suppose...that's part of life, though, no matter where you are. No one ever knows when the end is coming. For us...

[She doesn't need to finish the sad but true fact that they have no lives beyond this place.]

Would it be alright if we turn on the video function? Looking at the wall right now...