Chapter 14:
"Do you think our child too will have blood on its hand, just like the two of us? Even if it is not me who draw the sword out and cut through the flesh, it was still my order, so I am to be faulted by the ones who disagree. Will our mistakes be passed down, like some twisted kind of inheritance? Even though we made them when we were too young to know the consequences? Tell me, am I at fault for looking and seeing the face of someone I despise, instead of a child who has barely any involvement besides the same blood running through her?" A long pause filled the room with silence, followed."And I see my sister lively and happy, wanting to live in a world that is so cruel for someone as good as her. So what choice do I have but to protect her, even if I have to do unforgiving things, things she'd hate me for even...but she is too forgiving for that!... Oh, I can't even take a grip of what I am saying, can I?"