"Alright." Avi's words signaled her entrance far before her red eyes, or even bright pink hair did. "I'm here. I'm visiting you, but I don't know what you want me to say..." The girl whispered with a nod. "I'm not sure, because I don't know how to feel about you." Aviana said with a roll of her eyes. "What can you expect, though? You spent most of your time with me kicking my ass, and it's not like we were ever friends, you know? Don't think that I forgot that you freed my axe... That wasn't cool."
"I tried to save you, though... Doesn't that count? Does that give me the right to be here? You hurt my pride, but I didn't hurt you... I remember the first time we met... Martyr had to stop you from destroying my soul. The thing was, that even back then, I respected you... Hell, a lot more than I respected Martyr."
"You were a bad person, like me... But you changed, and now I'm trying to change, too. Don't flatter yourself, it's not because of you." Aviana said with a shrug. "I guess, it gets tiresome, huh? Spending all your time hating people. Hating the world. I guess, I'd rather be weak than spend another day being Solaris' little punching bag." Aviana shrugged as she examined the items left for the immortal.
She'd be lying if she swore she didn't consider taking them. Instead, she went with the noble route. "Guess you're expecting me to leave something, huh?" The hellion asked. "Alright fine."
Going through her pockets she pulled out three items. "Okay, I have a gun, a grenade, and a pocket knife... Which one do you want?" Then she thought about it... "Okay, you can't have my gun, you still owe me an axe... I don't want to be responsible for blowing up your grave..." Aviana looked at the knife. Her name was etched into the blade, it was a gift, though she couldn't recollect any certain memories... She dropped the knife to the ground. "There. Don't say I never did anything nice.." Slowly, she walked away.