"..." I watch Esther take off her clothes. It's so frustrating that she's enslaved my soul, but she's right — I stopped the genocide. It's not exactly what I expected, it's not the best outcome, and it's not what I wanted, but it worked out.
"Evelyn, I heard you've been making a lot more marionettes. By the way, I noticed the design of some of your marionettes has changed. You've also been using your powers a lot — why?" She asks like it's something casual, tossing her clothes aside.
"I-It's nothing—"
"[Tell the Truth.] You know, Evelyn, I'm very curious about your mind and what you really hide behind 'ethical' lies that aren't as epic as you try to make them seem."
"...Esther... I realized that morality doesn't help me get stronger, so I've been trying and testing the use of different corpses, mutations, chimerism, and marionette sacrifices..." She forces me to say something I don't like.
