She's free of this world... which is a lot better than some of us.

[ For now, she thinks, because it's hard to say whether a person is truly free of the world or not. The line of thought is a little harsh, and she doesn't know all of the girl's circumstance... but she remembers her, and having talked to her. The memory garden is for memories, but there are times when it feels like something more. Something almost sinister. She doesn't like it.

... But she can't take that comfort from someone else. Not when she knows full well how much of a torture guilt is and how it's difficult to ease it away from others. ]

I'm sure she would be glad to know that you still think of her, Luke.