[ oh, yes. she was alive for that. the solar flare is what took her beloved, what left her alone in the universe with a child to bear and raise. she's had decades to care for herself, grieve properly and move on. keep living. she had plenty to live for.

but there isn't a moment where she finds herself thinking of her other half who got too close to their sun. she is whistful when she speaks, like recalling bittersweet nostalgia. ]

Much more. [ melting skin. carbonized burns and so many screams. too much heat makes her heart race, where she must recall all she's learned to this day to stay firm. she's okay, now. ] —But then again, that is my personal opinion interfering with reality. It's hard to say what is "worse" when tragedy strikes. It's all quite horrible when we live it.