[ When those words come from Misia's lips, he can't help but silently agree. O Moira, why did you cause for your children to suffer constantly? Pulling them through the mud, causing them to struggle on and on through life constantly? He remembers people saying the same, during his travels. The people at the port, some of the people in the various towns and villages he had gotten to visit. He pauses seeing his sister no longer walking along with him side by side.]

Ah. [ Elef stops now too, slowing turning to face his sister.]

...Moira has a strange way to raise her children then, don't you agree? But Misia, it's okay.

[ He takes a moment to close the distance between them, taking her hand into his own. ]

Despite everything, we've been able to overcome her games and prevailed, opposing what she laid for us.