[The Barbie rocks herself slightly, clearly troubled. But what if you're not alive? Do you get to do that? All those big things you said your friend did, the small things too?]
No one's stopping you from trying. [Edward's voice is a little softer now, kinder.] My friend, she used to say: nothing is true, everything's permitted. You make your own choices, lass, and if you decide you want to live, then you go out and you live.
[But doesn't that only end one way?]
Most things end. Every day becomes more precious that way, everything you do becomes more special.
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[The Barbie rocks herself slightly, clearly troubled. But what if you're not alive? Do you get to do that? All those big things you said your friend did, the small things too?]
No one's stopping you from trying. [Edward's voice is a little softer now, kinder.] My friend, she used to say: nothing is true, everything's permitted. You make your own choices, lass, and if you decide you want to live, then you go out and you live.
[But doesn't that only end one way?]
Most things end. Every day becomes more precious that way, everything you do becomes more special.