She doesn't like what she's seeing, not at all. It's building inside if her, a panic she doesn't understand. She's trying to understand, but the concept is foreign. Why have an entity than cannot be repaired?

She presses deeper, concern the prominent emotion as she digs. She finds that with age comes other problems and then death.

Death.

That's something she's familiar with and she releases him instantly, staggering backwards with a gasp.

No.