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We're joined now...

She still fights it. Just needs to understand the bliss of surrender. Just has to let her darker side come home... Then she'll see.

See why she likes it. See why, when all others abandon her, we shall not.

He has now. He wants her not. A martyr he wishes to be. They're always so... Self-sacrificial on that side of things. It's terribly Japanese of them, but really does them no great favours. They may call our way selfish, should they so wish. We prefer it termed 'survival'.

She sees the error of his ways. She understands the glory felt in her unleashing, now more than ever. The release, catering to none but herself. The perfection of clarity. The true becoming of what she is.

Pure, dynamic potential, growing strong and wild.

And now? Now she understands, more and more, why Leviathan's truth is pointless to resist. Why the darkness need not frighten, but instead empower. The shadows have taken root. All they need is to bloom and it is with every refreshed taste that her garden grows.

Soon she'll see the beauty found in those orchids.

But the grand cleansing is almost upon us. I've preparations to make.

As does our engineer.