When Garren looks up, Sayoko looks up as well. And she listens intently to the explanation, immediately understanding what the parts were that went unsaid. "...and she was killed, wasn't she?"

Maybe later, she'll think on how uncomfortable an idea it is, that even in other worlds, a version of you dies in the same sort of way. But for now there's a new little friend that needs comforting... and she's had a bit of time to come to better terms with her own death. She holds both her hands out for Garren. "I'm sorry it turned out like that. I might not be her, but I'd be glad to be your friend here."