It is not trust. It is not love. (She knew that one, but it still stings to hear aloud.) It is disappointing; she is accustomed to capriciousness, but she had hoped...

No, people are not logical, and do not follow their own commands. Yet it stirs curiosity; Gabranth will not admit why he needs her, beyond comfort. Normally, it would be enough for her. Today, it is not. What a capricious thing she is.

"You are so discomfited by life that you need the company of one you do not trust?"