"Yes, oh." The one who sat down next to her was Reimu. She was far more patient in waiting for the witch to wake up than she would've been in her youth, though right now she looked just as young as Marisa looked. Though just like Marisa one could see from her eyes that she was actually much older, if not quite as old. She'd been at least 80 when she'd died after all.

"It's been a long time, hasn't it? At least for you." Another indication that this is the much older Reimu who'd died peacefully of old age the last time the two old friends saw each other rather than a much younger one was the small smile she gave her.