[It's the last thing that she wants to hear, precisely because those thoughts have been viciously swirling around in her head since the echo ended. We are turning into crazy people. Hearing Lazarus voice the thought just confirms it. Misa squeezes him, feebly. It makes her feel no more whole, and no less scared.]

We're different, we have to be... there has to be a way to stop turning into them.

[Her tone is pleading, begging for him to agree and provide a solution.]

You've had all this going on longer than me, has anyone ever gone that far? Becoming their other completely?