"You were going to let her kill you. How is that strong? How is that beautiful? Dying and losing can never be strength. You letting her... Are you really that weak? How would that have been beautiful? Beauty can't be made artificially, you know? It would still have been ugly, even if the world hadn't realized it, it still would have been ugly, and weak."
"I am..."
"You are... What?"
"I am... Weak."
"If you were to let someone kill you, why her? Oh... It started earlier, didn't it? Elisa pierced your eye with that dagger. And then you ran away once she told you to go away. Had she tried to kill you, you would have let her, right?"
"I... Don't know."
