[ She watches him watching her for a moment before turning back to the water, not really taking much time at all to think over the answer to his question. Usually, she would lie through her teeth, but she doesn't have the energy for it right now. ]

Life sucks. Why should death be any different?

[ But once the words are out, she feels a bit guilty about it, so she shrugs and lowers her gaze to the nearest boat, floating gently by just feet away from them. ]

Sorry. When people ask you that, they don't usually want to know the answer.