I’m not… I… I don’t know… I’m not saying I’m not happy with my role, I know I’m good at this. It’s just… It’s been only the two of us for centuries… And to be perfectly honest, it’s getting harder and harder for me to maintain the full bloom cycles in a perpetual unbreaking chain. I’m serious. Don’t you feel it too? The ground feels… Strange lately. And I feel so tired. So I thought that maybe tonight… We’d be able to just… Relax a bit. I don’t know.

Oh what does it matter? Yes, there is someone I like, so what? It’s not like I’m gonna act up on it. I’m just daydreaming. Or is that forbidden in this house now too?

Oh I get it. Why can’t I be more like her, Mom? Is that what you’re saying? Because… Sure. Yes! Exactly! Why can’t I be more like her? She’s not dictated by a role she was born in, like I am. She has a choice! In everything! Grateful? Mom, you’re not even listening to me! I work my butt off on this calling, and I’m supposed to be grateful? For what? Temples in which Mortals wouldn’t even bother to learn to speak my own name properly? These are your temples, Mom, not mine! With your worshippers and your festivals! I’m just a random tag-along with a generic nickname and I hate it! Mom, they’re calling me “Lady Girl”!