Such was, truly, life. Nothing ended, and neither of them would be the one to step away from this life which constantly brought more itself. They knew so very intimately the costs, the risks, and the rewards, and were lucky. To have each other, someone to lean on in the bad and the good. Deanna hoped wherever the original version of friend was that she, too, had found someone she could rely on, trust, be her weakest and strongest with without any fear.

Deanna found herself pleased, even glad herself for the admission of Beverly's feelings and thoughts. The growth and steps towards relief and joy at having some modicum of peace, even in her turmoil. This place, which did not assail her as the other. Did not hear so much more trauma upon her bruised mind or heart as being there might have every day still.

Her smile was pronouncement before her words as Beverly's invitation "I would very much like that and I think we both deserve some relaxation, surrounded in simple bliss. You know," her grin turn subtle and almost mischevious. "I have no yet planned in a time for a midnight swim. It's a particular kind of perfection that the holodeck can't even begin to create in all it's wonder."