"In a land where life is based solely on surviving, it would be hard to know what death felt like. You can't feel death if you've never lived," Akira would reply quickly to the woman's words. However she wasn't completely done. "So, I suppose you could say we'd believe it but we would have already known. Since, we've been dead all along." To most people, this might seem a little odd or they just might not understand. However, Akira knew what she meant and she was sure others of her city would understand too.
For a moment, things were silent until she heard a voice, the waitress, "Is everything ok, mother?" Akira would look to the girl. "Of course, My dear. Thank You." The waitress would move along. Akira would think about her words and then about the waitress. 'She works a normal, safe job to survive.' Akira hadn't really noted the way other people survived to be honest. She normally told people what to do and survived the way she knew how.
However, her thoughts would float away as the woman's voice filled her ears again. 'Pandora..,' Aira would say the name again and again in her mind. Of course, this would be her first time heading of it, since not many people stopped by the city. The next part certainly made Akira's full attention turn to the woman next to her. The Demon's eyes scanned the woman's face. "War for power?" Akira felt so odd thinking about it. She didn't really understand how people could be at war for power. To her, war was only waged for survival. Everything revolved around survival. However, they were in a new world. One that would make her think deeper about things. One that would be more complicated than the one she came from. Perhaps, learning more about this world would be the best for her village.
Would she join Yamigakure? Surly, this woman didn't know much more than her, right? If she's asking for allies, then surly her city.. or home.. was weak and wouldn't cause any problems? They both seemed fairly new to this world. Was it safe? Could this guarantee better survival? She sure hoped so because the next word that came from her mouth was, "Yes." She would then look down at her tea and take the final sip.