Jaina:
(You never said you wanted happy Vash/Meryl…)
The Next Week
Sometimes I envy you.
Sometimes I wish I could drop this whole tough, professional bitch bit, stop being the Insurance Girl and just be Meryl.
Sometimes I wish I could give in and admit that I have feelings, too. Oh, Millie, why didn't I say anything? He was right there, but I just couldn't… like I can't cry now.
Is there any more to drink? Mmm. Thanks.
I don't think I can return to work. Waitressing doesn't pay too badly…
I am not… well, maybe I'm a little drunk. But I mean it.
I can't leave this town yet, though.
Much, much later…
I finally found you.
I'm sorry it took me so long. Guess the "I've been busy" excuse only works for the first ten or so years.
I have been busy, though. Not that I'm complaining. Just look at all this grass! And of course, he, he's been…
No. I'm a coward. Everyone I love dies, and I couldn't bear to watch you age. Not you. Rem was taken from me, and so was… but you, I knew, would be different. I'd get a long, happy life with you, watching you grow older, and I'm so sorry, but I couldn't…