[Vira. . . she doesn't know that she has a good answer to this question, but she wants to have one. Because Vira deserves more. There's a sort of ugly part of her that feels as though . . . if Katalina left her behind, if Katalina would stay with her only out of some sense of obligation, then what makes her worthy of such an intense devotion? She has never understood how to love anything in moderation.

She leans back against Vira, reaches for her hand.]

. . . I told you once that I fell in love on the day I decided to die. But I had spent many years before that wanting very badly to die. The circumstances of my birth are - let us call it something very ugly, very monstrous, and leave it at that. I didn't want to be a monstrous thing. I didn't understand why I should be alive under these circumstances, all of it for the sake of guarding whatever was locked inside that Tomb.

So I set out to break in and see what was in there, and decide once and for all whether any of it was worth it. But - it was worth it. I couldn't explain it to you in any way that wouldn't sound irrational, only that after . . . I felt as though there was some meaning to my birth. If I wasn't who I am, I couldn't have managed to break in and I wouldn't have been able to see her.

That feeling has carried me a long way - but finding something else, other meaning alongside that . . . that would be a great relief to me. [She considers that for a moment, and then a little more hesitantly.] Has been a great relief to me. Meaning is enough, but there is so little comfort in it.