[Hmm.

Making a thoughtful little noise, letting her gaze turn inward as she weighs her companion's words. Taking a drag from her pipe, enjoying the pull, enjoying the release.

Then, softly:]

Killing himself for his cause is part and parcel to feeling alive for him. Why do you think he lives out every second as totally and as perfectly as he can?

[Of course, this is only half-true. But she wants to see how Brig will take that.]