Feeling more secure now that she can lean against Death for support, she extends her other hand to Rei. Maybe they can all support each other. She feels suddenly very tired and alone, but Death's presence is comforting. She should find this more frightening than she does; she touches the woman, and she feels oblivion swirling just inches away, a tempting black pit for her to fall into. But she doesn't want to go yet. Not just yet. Not while she has this chance.