Again, there was silence. Her gaze followed Chii's motion, taking her hand and putting it against her chest. Freya held it there, moving her stare up to her sister's identical face with narrowed eyes that only gave the briefest evidence of hostility. Bu then it was gone and blank and she was staring at Chii with that mirror-mask expression, little frown upon her face.
"You were sad because you did not like the way he spoke?" A pause, a scarily silent stare. "A bad word? What sort of bad word did he teach you?"
He taught her sad. He taught her things she should not know. This Agito person was ruining the purity of her sister, this should not be allowed. This would not be allowed. Freya would not tolerate the corruption of her dear, sweet, Elda.