"It was different." She doesn't mind answering. She has much the same questions, in fact, and the only way for her to deal with the discomfort - which isn't at all a strong enough word, but it's the strongest she'll allow herself to apply to the feeling - is to confront it. Learn about it.
"I. Yes. I died. In both of the visions I saw. They were both things that really happened to me. Or nearly happened. Things that did nearly result in my death. And in the visions that the stairs showed me... they did."
She pauses for a moment before continuing softly. "Was it the same for you?"
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"I. Yes. I died. In both of the visions I saw. They were both things that really happened to me. Or nearly happened. Things that did nearly result in my death. And in the visions that the stairs showed me... they did."
She pauses for a moment before continuing softly. "Was it the same for you?"