( To Rodyle, via the transmitter, in a place where nobody would notice her. )

( Scribbled on the back of her letter, which is crumpled in her pocket. )

( Private. )

( Private. )

( Private to Yuan and Professor Sage. )

( To Professor Sage. )

( To the real Yuan... )

( Private. )

*in her room, with doors locked and windows shut* *to herself*

He's gone not coming back.... I couldn't save him...

Mithos...

why did it have to be this way?...

*strangled sob*

... I'm sorry. So... sorry...

*pulls out bottle of bourbon she'd hidden under her bed about a week ago; downs a good portion before stuffing it under her bed

( Private. )