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There was a tense silence, one that he only dared to broach after the implications of what she had said had fully hit him.
"Are you sure?"
Her response was prompt and confident; he didn't doubt her dedication to the dream she had in mind. He didn't want to prevent her from trying to achieve it, but feared that she wouldn't be prepared for what lay ahead of her.
"I'm sure."
"You will have to hide the truth."
"I know."
"You will have to someday cut the connections you have forged with the humans."
"I know."
"You will have to accept their deaths, unless they become a ghost. Even then you will have to ignore the friendships or even love shared between you and them."
Here she hesitated. Given her history, he wasn't surprised. Death was something neither of them took lightly.
"I know." She stared at him with a determination he hadn't seen in her eyes for years. It was the determination and defiance he had seen back when they first met, an echo of a time long ago. "I want to follow in your footsteps. And I promised myself after she died that I was going to catch her killer. This is what she would have wanted, and we both know that."
He mulled over what she had said. "Alright," he finally agreed. "I'll help you."