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Her sight was almost entirely adjusted to the dark by now, but that didn't make the atmosphere any more inviting. As they pressed onwards, Anthy found that she could not hide from Utena's question. The ease with which she used to answer the other girl was complicated by her anxieties from being placed here and still not understanding the purpose. And again, she was forced play an act; Utena had been brainwashed and there was little hope of reaching her. Still, she held the sword, she held the light.
Utena's presence was both a comfort and a quiet torment. Keeping her hands folded by her lap as she walked, Anthy paused before responding. She searched inside for a reason to lie and found none. It was another quiet jab: even after everything, it had been quite difficult, to walk away from Akio.
"I suppose you could say that. Something about this place reminds me of him, although I don't expect to ever see him again."