"You can't be serious." Pylia says sternly as she splashed her face with sea water. "You... You've been taken from your home. Your people. You're obviously no warrior. You may be able to fight but... But this isn't just a new land for you. Don't you get it? You're going to be thrown into a whole new world of violence. You're going to have to fight." She continued to sulk as the ocean waves began to rise, causing her legs to get wet. "I took away your peaceful life, Sylvia. Whatever you were doing before, it's over now. You're stuck here. Even if... Even if you could somehow go back, how long would that take? Ten? Twenty? Maybe even a hundred years?" Pylia started to pitifully laugh again.

"You're too nice Sylvia. I... I can't. I can't take advantage of you like that. You who... You haven't even asked anything from me yet. You've wanted nothing from me, and I've taken everything from you. You can't... You can't do that. That's not... Not how this world... Works...." Pylia seemed to slump further down, her hands covering her face. "Aaaaah god, why have you done this to me? You know this isn't how I wanted it! All I wanted was a friend! Someone who would be willing to struggle with me!" She cried out to the heavens above. "I didn't want to hurt anyone! All I wanted was... I didn't want to be alone anymore. That's all..."