"That's the same word that we use," murmurs Nuriko softly, smirking for a moment as she leans forward in turn, mimicking Robin's actions, if not his expression. She can't seem to make herself look wise. And worn. Not in the same way that Robin is, at least.

"Heaven, I mean," she adds, sobering. "Humans don't stay there forever, naturally, but while we're resting and preparing ourselves... it's peaceful. Far up on a mountain, but one that's warm, one where we can watch everything that's happening below if we can make ourselves think of it in the first place."

Humming briefly, Nuriko's gaze breaks to the side, where it lingers for a few moments before she shakes her head. "It sounds kind of poetic, doesn't it? That after everything around you changes so much over the course of your very long life, what happens after is things finally coming to a still.

"Is that what you want, though?"