(shaky, exhausted inhale, fighting for composure as they kneel before a statue) “My lady, I wish you could hear me.. I’m *just* out of reach... Part of me thinks you arranged this intentionally.” (They sigh, trying to think before they speak.) “I will do what needs to be done.”

(Frustrated, dismissive, cold.) “Leave. I have larger plans than you could ever understand. I don’t have time to waste with these… Misguiding ideas.”

(Conflicted, but giving up bitterly) “Fine. If it’s conflict you want, I’ll give it to you. I should have dealt with the root of the issue from the start.”