Adapting is much easier when one is alive to do so, yes. Umi didn't regret it. They were both stronger, in some ways, than they'd ever been; they'd survived a nearly impossible wasteland.

"Hope." Umi smiled. "It's strange, having hope, but I like it." Even the fact that many in this room might be her enemy couldn't spoil it; in fact, Umi wanted them to live to see the world change, in the long run.

"And I am enjoying this cheese..."