[ It's a relief that Ribbons still wants to talk to her; to help her with her confusion about Saya. There's no hesitation as she reaches for his hand with both of hers, letting a small amount of her bundled hysteria loose. ] I don't know! I don't know anything... I didn't get rid of them yet -- the dress, or the painting -- but I know the painting was sent by Diva, her...
[ Looking down and slowing herself down so she can catch a breath. ] Well, Diva said she was her sister, but Saya doesn't seem convinced. I don't know what to make of it. They look a lot alike, but they act nothing alike. [ Quieter. ] Maybe it's because...
[ She picks up Ribbons' hand, meeting his gaze. ] Look, I'm going to tell you something and you have to promise me you'll keep it a secret. [ Pleading. ] Okay?