[ She weaves the water above them to form shapes, of dancing figures, and dolphins jumping, a whale that slowly pushes itself through. ]

I had such faith, when I was young, that I should always remember this. But it gets... harder, as you grow older. The reminders must become more... forceful, sometimes.

[ She is outside of it, she must also hold true. That such things are beyond her, for what she has done, she has no place in the rest of the world anymore. But that she can help another find that place once more? It brings a happy smile to her. There were many perhaps that would rankle at duty - least of all in her family. But being needed for something only ever brought her comfort. ]