Rain looked at him with a serious expression, thinking.
Inwardly, Sunny sighed.
He still didn't know how to change her mentality and make her vicious enough to survive the Dream Realm. He didn't even know if he wanted to, and if that was the right thing to do.
At least she seemed to understand a little bit more about the truth of the world after surviving the Gate opening. For now, that was going to have to be enough.
And this conversation was his attempt to make the lesson stick.
After a while, Rain said with uncertainty:
"Survival?"
Sunny raised an eyebrow, looking at her with surprise.
What were the chances that, despite their different life experiences, his sister would answer the question the same way he had, all that time ago, in the desolate hell of the Forgotten Shore?
He remained silent for a while, remembering those terrible, wonderful days. Then, he shook his head.
"No. The essence of combat is murder."
Rain shivered slightly.
"M—murder?"
Sunny nodded.
