**❝** We’re not going to die, Seraphina. **❞** Killia sighed.[ _It felt like he’s been asked this before already_](http://cryobled.tumblr.com/post/172121665952/how-are-we-gonna-win-if-we-fucking-die). Sure, Killia didn’t want to die either. But did he worry before it any time he went into a potentially life threatening battles? No, he did not. Maybe it was a side effect for his **BLOOD CURDLING NEED** to get vengeance on Void or even his violent upbringing in Cryo Blood. But really, Killia couldn’t find it in himself to relate to any sort of fear that his comrades seemed to have. Running a clawed hand through dark hair, almost at a loss for how to reply to the pinkette, Killia eventually spoke after his pause. >>> **❝** If you’re that concerned about dying, I can go **‘** _fucking die_ **’** alone and you stay in your Pocket Netherworld, you know. ❞ Perhaps his tone was too harsh, but when the Lost was out there destroying all of the Netherworlds Killia needed to be quick to follow. He’d apologize to Seraphina when he got back. >>>[vine is dead but our memories aren’t ](http://cryobled.tumblr.com/post/172100261612/iconic-vines-sentence-meme)