'what do you really expect me to do?'
[Nothing, just give up like you're doing and die. That's for the best. We're already so different that I can't sympathize with you at all. I feel like you're a spoiled child, whom I really want to hit, but I know that won't solve anything. It won't make you see reason.]
'So you just came here to look down on me and screw me over because I don't have your mindset or something? Because I wasn't forged by the desperation of losing everything—because I didn't experience it firsthand?'
[So what if that's the only reason I came? I may sound like an old woman, but in my time, nothing could stop me if I wanted the heads of all those bastards who had been fucking me over, who had taken everything from me. You, on the other hand, are here foolishly embracing death. Fuck you!. As if I'd let you die in peace. I hope you become an evil spirit for throwing away everything valuable I gave you and not even making it beyond this miserable continent.]
'...'
