"Good." Even if it doesn't mean much, even if no one she knew had planned to die. Not even Robyn, because that wasnt really much of a choice. (She wondered if thinking like that cheapened her sacrifice, sometimes, and others she was just too angry at Robyn to care.)

Somehow, that makes her laugh a little. Almost relieved - almost. A few words could never be enough to soothe that mess of stuff churning about in her that she couldn't even find names for, fireworks and a butterfly house and an earthquake that broke everything up. Just one of those would probably be effective enough, she'd heard it was always better to be simple and not slip into hyperbole, but no one of those felt like they could come close. "Obstinate idiot." At least, though, at least that's something where they're on the same page. "You're gonna outlive everyone just so you can get the last word in, hey." Me too, Ellie suspected, but she didn't think it'd be that fun being able to one-up people who weren't around to look pissed off and roll their eyes.

It occurs to her that, possibly, she should pull back. When she does, she looks a bit sheepish. How does affection?