[ ... as he's not facing her, and there is no one else in the immediate vicinity to see her face ... she lets some of her sympathy show through.

Or maybe she just can't help it. Good thing he's turned away, then.

However, when she speaks, her voice is low, and cold. ]

Y-Y-Y-You better get used to it. I-I-I-It's n-n-n-not like it's ever going t-t-t-t-t-t-t-to change. L-L-L-Luceti Valley h-has always b-b-b-been this w-way.

[ ... she regrets that as soon as she says it, shutting her eyes. She knows. Of course she knows. But he doesn't, and in just a few days, he will. And he will hate her for what she's said. And he will have every right.

How is she better than any of them? The people that she hates so much?

Very softly ]

... I'm sorry. Th-Th-Th-That was unkind.