Mayae finishes rubbing the ointment in, and listens to Ann's story, shocked at how evil humans could be to each other. Holding her, Mayae waits until Ann stops crying, and asks, "Would you be willing to sing for me, beloved?"<br/><br/>Her eyes widen for a half second as the word slips out, but she knows it is true, and just smiles at the look of shock and joy Ann gave her. Mayae may be smaller, but the mage in her had been made strong by her torture, while this poor girl had been pressed down, with nothing to turn to in order to stay strong. She simply held Ann close, and listened to her song.