<span style="color: #660000">"Maybe he still blames himself for what happened when Relene and... maybe you do too? Um, what's the word, sub... subconsciously? I don't think that's the kind of trauma a parent could ever get over no matter how hard they try. I don't have any memories of the souls that were used to make me but some things still make me a little uncomfortable even though I can't explain it." </span>She frowned and nodded.<span style="color: #660000">"But you said the baby is almost a month old. Don't you usually try to name the child before it's even born?"</span><br/><br/><span style="color: #666600">"Because I panicked! I... I was injured and I didn't know what to do, I thought... I didn't realize how bad things were... I thought things could be fixed. By time He showed me what had happened, what had been done it- it was too late, he won and Order locked me in here. Then she dragged you in here with me to make my suffering greater. I couldn't just be left with my pain of knowing I failed everyone I cared about, I had to have you in here too to make sure I could never get used to that pain and guilt." </span>She slowly looked up at Melody and shook her head.<span style="color: #666600"> "Just get us out of here."</span><div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>