Gale lay in her bed, staring up at the ceiling, she had to sleep in a separate room away from Mizu, because of the Stigma. She sighed, reaching out to Nina in her thoughts. "Why is this happening?" she sighed in her head, a glistening tear trickling down the side of her face. "What did we do to deserve this?" "Something's bothering you." Gale said flatly. While Gale couldn't see Nina, she could almost feel an icy cold tear of remorse and regret slither down her cheek. "There is nothing to be sorry for. He is an evil most foul, and he must die," Nina retorted, recovering her cold demeanor.