[ Carol smiles, twisting her hand around to lock fingers with Elfnein’s. ]

I know. That’s why I want you to decide, not me. It can’t be me.

[ Carol is but a ghost from a long-forgotten age. Elfnein is the opposite, as well as her own person. ]

…what do you want us to be, Elfnein? We are together now, but we know not how long that will last…

[ Cagliostro, for all her annoyances, flashes through Carol’s mind. Not lying to oneself, huh…? ]

I don’t care what others may think. What’s important is remaining truthful to ourselves for however long we have. Do you understand?