[ Hearing Ardea talk like this, so helpless, dredges up a lot of bad memories. Eirwen hates it, this feeling of hopelessness. It's not right that Ardea should feel like this. Not Ardea, who's sunshine personified. But the brightest light falls to the deepest darkness, doesn't it?

Eirwen doesn't want that to happen. Not again. ]

Of course you don't make everything worse! That... dark side, if we're calling it that... it exaggerated so much. I don't hate you, Ardea. I never have, even if I've given you that impression... But I could never! Not you, especially. You're my little sister, and I love you more than anyone in the world.

[ Eirwen's trembling hands take Ardea's. ]

All the pain I've caused you... That's not your fault! That was mine, and I don't want to shut any more doors between us!