Mine groomed me for a sacrificial ritual so I could become a host for an ancestral element if I revived. [It tumbles out faster than she can stop it, not exactly something she's been all that open about. She doesn't regret the words though, not really. As much as it unnerved her, everything he'd demonstrated so far gave her no reason not to trust him.

And the way he takes her hand just reinforces it.]

I still don't have control - I don't want to hurt the people I care about. [A reason the loss of control thanks to the event had rattled her so much.]

How can I - [She cuts herself off, putting down the cup so she could run her other hand through her hair and get the words out somehow - past where they'd caught in her throat.] There's so much I need to do and I don't think I'll ever be strong enough.

[The confession leaves a sour taste in her mouth, her head dipping forward as her legs uncross so some of the hair she'd brushed out of her face is now obscuring it.]