"We did," Wen Qing agreed and then paused, a little surprised by how firm she had sounded. She gave a small, bitter laugh. "Funny... I never used to think much about what I deserve to have, or what life owes me. There really wasn't any time to get fussy about such things."

For too long, life had been all about survival of one sort or another. First at a hostile court, then the simpler battle for survival consisting of empty bellies and cold nights.

"But it's always been with A-Ning at my side. It's always been for him." She accepted one of the glasses from Light's hand, letting her fingers linger on hers for a while before withdrawing with the glass. She poured them both a drink from the bottle she had claimed for herself and put it down between them. "I knew there's a chance we wouldn't have long together, and I'm grateful, too, it's just..." She gulped the liquor down. It burned hot down her throat, warming her after she had felt cold for too long, just like having Light at her side did. "I don't know. I don't know what I was thinking."