[ How does he know she's sad...? Is it showing that much on her face? Really? Well, she is a gloomy goddess, she supposes... The weird and out of place thing would be if she she didn't look sad. ]

A flower that blooms, only to wither and turn to dust... [She shakes her head.] It is as beautiful as it is sad.

[ It's the fate of all being. And she is happy to do what she can for the souls under her care, but few of them are filled with happy emotions. Regrets, sorrow, longing... Death is a sad yet necessary thing. ]

I may rule over death, but I find no joy in the passing of mortals.