Some inspiration that is, then.

[ He wonders what it would take to break her in the real world. To snap and bend that spirit of hers into a tool.

But she saw him afraid in that realm. And anger is easier to summon.

His voice shakes more than he means it to. ]

Whats the point of it all, then? At the end of this you go back to the beyond, and leave a dead girl behind you. Who does it bloody appease, love? The darkness? Or you?