She’s breathing extremely fast, now, between words. ”Isolated, we find it difficult to connect. This keeps us further isolated. Only our sister keepeth us. Yes. Loneliness begetteth loneliness! Not a pain others would beareth on our behalf. This is proper. We remain alone.” She lowers her head and slows the strange motion, but not in a very coordinated manner. She looks drunk. “Alone. Though I love you, alone.”