"...I'm telling you now...because no one else would, and because you had the right to know. You have the right to know." Ophidia's eyes flickered, and she pulled her hands away, stepping back a pace.
"I hoped Arkady would tell you. It should have been his job, his responsibility to tell you what you were. What you are. But he didn't, so I did. And you...you have humanity, even if you don't...want to see it in yourself. I see it in you. You've...you've convinced yourself that you're only a monster, that you're evil. But you're not only a monster, there's more to you...and I wanted...I wanted to be there for you. Because you're going to get worse, and I can't stop it. But...no one should have to be afraid, or alone, and you deserve better than to have things start happening without you knowing what they are."
Quieter, now, and she took another half-step backwards. "...I just...I wanted to tell you. If you...don't want me, if you'd rather have...someone more...someone better for you, someone you like better, then...I'll leave. I don't want...to upset you further."