Her lips part in surprise and her eyes are fixed on him, full of sadness for those people and for Suzaku and Lelouch. Before she can manage words she presses against him, wrapping him up in a hug.

"Suzaku..."

She understands. She understands it better than anyone else could, doesn't she? Taking lives against our will, but still taking them. Doing everything and anything you can to fulfill an order.

And even beyond those lives... She finds herself grieving the fact Suzaku and Lelouch were enemies after her death. She can feel her own pang of guilt for her role in that. She never wanted them at odds. She always thought someday they would work together and do good things. She wanted to believe it. To picture a world where the people she loved most were friends. Where they could all be together.

Quietly, against his shoulder she breathes out. "You wouldn't have chosen that."