Now now, Emily, it isn't nice to tell the truth.

There’s no basis or anything. I just have this conviction that appeared inside of me which I have to follow.

The Queen of Hearts, she made some tarts, all on a hot summer's day. The Knave of Hearts, he stole those tarts. The mad Queen said, "Off with his head! Off with his head! Off with his head!" Well... that's too bad... no more heads to cut.

We are linked by our shadows, not by our light.

Whether it's Vessaluis, or Nightray, there's no difference! I just want to be friends with you!

I tried many, many times to run away while my little brother was asleep. But at those moments, I always ended up thinking this-- My brother has only me in this world. Vince wants only me and needs only me. However... when he is gone, will there really be anyone else who needs me? When I thought about that, it scared me. It truly scared me. Cowardly, I could do nothing but hold my brother's tiny body while hiding my ugly emotions.

Someone once said, 'That place is engulfed in darkness'- however that does in no way mean that there was never any light.