[ She shudders - hard. Because nobody's never asked her that. Not even herself.

But the answer is painfully terribly clear. ]

I just wanted her-- gone. [ She squeezes her eyes shut. ] I h-hated what she was doing to all of us, to sensei, to--

[ She sees her grin in her nightmares every night. She wants it out of her head but she don't know if it will ever leave.

She tries to breathe evenly. ] A-and when I hear how-- horrible the school was to you, and to Ikusaba-san, and... and Souda's dad, and-- n-nobody... deserves any of that! They just don't!

[ It all just spills out, a torrent of emotion and pain twisted into the love she can't stop feeling. She's covering her face with her hands, feeling so ashamed at these feelings. ]

And-- [ She gulps. ] And I know I could, because-- the arena, the kaiju, I know-- I know that wasn't me, but-- but I also don't know it wasn't me, it-- it came from somewhere, you know? It was a me.

[ She's been lonely like the girl in the arena. She's been possessive like the monster in the city. It might have been a script - but it was far too familiar. ]

When I have to-- to kill people, here... [ She swallows. ]

I don't-- I don't want to. But I think I'm going to be able to.