[ She... she does. Or. She did? Or... something like that. When she had first come here, that was the only thing on her mind, to erase her existence in order to protect the world she so cherished. But somewhere alone the line, she had grown selfish, she had began to form deeper connections with others here-- and Akira. Akira was the first of them, the first one that she bonded with through a quest, the first one who cried for her. She had promised to herself, once, to do her best not to give him a reason to cry, didn't she? What was the emotion behind it, what was it, and how come she does not have that now....?

..... ] You.. have a good heart, Akira.

[ She says tenderly, and something of her old self comes alive again even as she lies atop of him. There's something a little more sincere in the way that she caresses the side of his face now, a little more intimacy in her voice-- or, perhaps, grief. Because her real self, the one with all of her emotions, always, always carries sorrow in her tone. ]

You would make the correct choice.... in killing me before I would slay any of those here.