[h3]Eastern Central Yharnam[/h3]
“Ah, but you're mistaken,” Gerlinde told him with a happy sigh, looking up at the bright full moon that was slowly rising ever higher toward its zenith with an exaggerated grin. “It's not that nothing matters, but that there many things that don't. [I]I[/I] didn't matter, but the things they must have learned from my body must have mattered immensely. They must have been of unimaginable value... and realizing that I was the one they were studying because I happened to be born with Paleblood... why, I must have been an amazingly precious research subject!” She giggled.
“But as for realizing that... I don't think it was some kind of sudden epiphany or anything like that, it was just something I discovered gradually. This awareness that people only matter as much as others decide they do and the ways others decide they do. Of course I know why I see this now, too: that I went completely, utterly mad. That there isn't the faintest shred of sanity left in me. But you know what? Madness isn't all that bad. It's quite... liberating, really.”