[It's only too late that Sayo realizes that she made the exact same mistake that Jessica had, one that chased her to the other side of the abyss that Sasha was fleeing to now.

What rank myopia. Had the Golden Witch, whose core was bitterness, really fallen so far? Into such perverted sentimentality to reflect herself onto everyone else?

But that was always her problem, wasn't it.

Sayo's face falls as The Necromancer tries to keep up the momentum of the bit, not bothering to keep rolling with it.]

...I probably should've learned to stop being so egotistical by now, huh? After everything.

[She can't reach him now, yet she can still apologize for her mistake. He'll know what she means.]

I'm sorry. [There's a difference in quality between that apology and the previous ones that she'd stuttered out in a chain. Those were genuine, but their nature was an intellectual understanding of how she had trespassed, having not known the sacred ground she'd trod upon.

This was wholehearted regret of an error she comprehended all too well.

Sayo considers reaching out one last time... but no, no. That would only go to show one final misunderstanding, one that she could ill afford to make.]

...c'mon. The other team will be back soon.

We need to get the place ready. I'll help.

[An act of service, freely given instead of self-compelled.]