how could i ever burn or bury such a beautiful body? how could i let that happen?
— i won't be able to do it, so please don't die before me.
— i feel the same, dam. but it will happen one day. should i just disappear and die by myself?
would that be better?
— that's the worst thing you could do. why don't we shelve this conversation and focus on everything we want to do together while we're still here? once we're feeling better, we'll joke about the morbid stuff and laugh off death like it's nothing.
as i lay back down, gu spoke again.
— if you die before me, i will eat you.