[It is such a foreign way of thinking for Lotus that her earnest stare is underscored by the intense confusion of hearing someone speak another language. She has so thoroughly embraced the idea that she has to either literally die or else actively murder dozens of people, Ene's description of how she should have lived - no, how Lotus should go on to live in the future - without being such a mean person... it's actively intimidating. Towards the last sentence Lotus lets her lips get even thinner; maybe it reminds her of something. Well... enough.]

Understood. [She releases one of Ene's shoulders.] I'm going to survive and get out of here. I'll be off. [Ittekuru!!! She releases the other shoulder.] Maybe we'll agree more often in another life, Ene.