God. I think maybe it's best to remember how she was then. She hadn't... made the choice she did, not then.

[There's a lot Carrie left unsaid, and she's starting to think she shouldn't have, because now Reika is... gone where she can't hear any of it.]

She looked like a prince. I mean, like they're supposed to, not like she was a boy or something. She looked like someone out of a fairytale who'd save a girl. I didn't know what to think at first, but you two danced, and... hold onto that memory.