She presses her hand to her chest as she hears more of the situation, leaving her wanting more answers before she makes a decision. "You called her the queen...? Who is she, or...who<em>was</em>she? Was she the one who trapped these girls here? I don't understand why anybody would do this, something so cruel...If I gave a kiss, what would happen to them, to me? I want to help, but I also promised someone that I'd help...that I'd help get rid of the witch here for the better...and isn't that selfless, as well? If you ask for a k-kiss...then I ask for more information before I jump into a selfless act, especially if it does more harm than it does good. Please, I beg you for this one thing..." she asks, her heart thumping against her chest as bits and pieces of the truth became known, but not nearly enough...In fact, there were more questions than answers now.