There was no need for her to say anything. Akechi understood. When he said that he didn't do it alone, she nodded quietly.

His death was spectacular, in the classic sense of the word. It took her breath away, the drive for freedom and meaning and the escape of hollowness. And to be rewarded by showing up here, in this world, dreaming... living a life as himself...

"Your death is beautiful," she said very gently and sincerely. "I will always remember it."