"…Evelyn? You seem down," Esther asks, lying on top of me. We just had a pretty intense night, and I'm feeling a bit sore. In the end, Esther's time is running out, and she didn't manage to convince me, so it seems she's given up on trying and has started just enjoying the time with me.
"Just tired… you've been working alongside my puppets, haven't you? Why'd you try to manipulate them?" I say, my tone empty. My puppets warned me the exact moment Esther made suspicious moves.
"…Just testing them. They're really good at what they do. You should be proud," she says, that suspicious smile on her face as she sits up on my stomach.
"…" I think about what Arial said a few days ago in the Spiritual Plane—about it being Esther who's been creating all my vulnerabilities, and about Esther not being invincible.
"Esther…"
"Yes?" She smiles at me, waiting for me to speak.
"Another girl kissed me. Twice, actually."
