Go? Again? [ She stood in place, her hands balled into fists where they had tired to get hold of Saya's. This was too familiar; too close to home. ] I don't understand what's happening to you. I don't... know what this stupid painting means. [ Jeanne slowly bends down to pick it up and holds it tight at the sides, wrinkling the canvas.
She's trying hard not to cry, but it's impossible. ] I don't know why she's doing this... [ The words were whispered, and it's hard to tell if she's talking about Saya or Diva. ]