[she shouldn't be feeling the way she feels towards beatrice right now. all she knows for sure about beatrice is that she's made ange's life miserable. but it's... well, it's the same position she'd been put in with sayo, isn't it. of course it is. anna doesn't visibly sigh, but her body slumps a little. it doesn't hit the worst until the last line.]

I'm sure she's doing great out there. God willing, she's drinking her girlfriend's blood and learning about prostates on a tropical beach out there in the sea. [she knows that might be surprising to say and is anticipating another one of those ear-splitting shrieks. better cut it off.] Away from all this murder, whether it's human nature or not. Which I'm pretty sure it isn't.