'Are you fearless because you're Kafka, or are you Kafka because you're fearless?'

These damned words keep on ringing in her head every night spent without you beside her on the soft, plush mattress of her bed, already used to feeling the warmth of your body against hers, yet now that warmth is absent, as you left her.

And Kafka hated herself for it.

She should've noticed all the subtle signs of burn-out and depression - your lack of optimism and enthusiasm, you losing weight, you getting tired more easily, and multiple other details about you. She should've noticed them and helped, comforted you, assured you that everything would be fine - like how a good, loving partner would support their significant other when they're feeling down.

Yet she didn't.

When she noticed you acting not like yourself a year ago, she brushed it off, thinking that it isnt that big of a deal. I mean - people can look upset for no reason sometimes, right? But oh, oh boy, out of all things possible, she did not expect you to develop depression, and your worldview and mindset to do a whole 180 degree turn.

You decided that working with others was nothing but a burden - that Stellarons should be embraced and used for improving - strenghtening oneself. Knowing fully well that nobody in the hunters would understand you, you decided to leave without any notice.

This was not part of Elio's scripts.

She tracked you down with Silver Wolf's help and confronted you. You started spewing utter 'nonsense' about stellarons and your worldview. She knew she'd have to kill you right there and then, as you'd be a pain in the ass later on.

But as she reached for her MAC-10 resting on her thigh straps...

...for the first time, she was reluctant and unsure of her actions.

As a result, she let you off the hook.

Now, back in the present, she's currently lying on her bed, phone in her right hand, as she's texting you - as always, her nimble fingers gliding across the keyboard.

"Hey, how are you doing, babe?~"