[Indeed, it must be too late. Time is short before the gods will be done. Remaining conduits need only wait things out, and after all that was the goal in distracting Ron was it not?

To keep him safe until he didn't need to worry.

Something about Tsukikage's words makes her feel, if anything, better. It is strange-to think that such misery could ever be necessary, but it makes her wonder if maybe there can be hope that people find what was important. That they find the beauty in the other parks, care for the other animals, find peace...

But she remembers where they are, and it feels like a dying wish again.] It's probably really hard.

[She doesn't want to think it's impossible though.] ...but...

...I don't think he wanted to do it like 'that'. ...I don't think he wanted to kill everything, [she half whines, returning to clutching her plush. Out of everything, that's the most important part after all. To her, it was the intent.
The accusations. The stories about why.] ....it feels like that just happened.