[ She shakes her head, smiling derisively. ] I know... But it's the truth.

[ It's followed with a shrug, as if she has no issue admitting this. Excuses like it's not necessary or needed, other excuses that the sword bears an exact replica of her crystal upon it, which means more risk for others touching if it's around... it doesn't matter. The root is fear. ]

Fear is.. a very intimate emotion for us. It's the first we learned when we awakened.

[ Anyway. ]

Kinda hard to shake it off, mm?