[ She thinks she's beginning to understand Anna a little bitter since those confessions before the abyss. It didn't even give her that much more that she didn't already know, but... she understands that Anna is somebody who feels as though she's been unable to live up to expectations, somebody who fucks everything up. Kainé had a very different set of obligations, but she understands that. They both fear that they're too broken to keep what they yearn for, despite evidence to the contrary. Little by little, they just have to wear that down.

Kainé's thumb traces Anna's jaw, and it's as though the feeling of her, her eyes and skin and smile and everything permeates every part of her. ]

You're... enough. [ A shadow of a smile graces her dreamy expression. ] Even when you mess up the stew three. Fucking. Times. [ She laughs, pauses for a moment, biting her lip thoughtfully. ] Guess you didn't have to do any cooking in the robot war. Did you even need to eat?

[ She doesn't know A2 except through Anna, but they are two in one, wholly different from the demonic presence that invading Kainé's very being. So this seems... right. Natural. ]

It's really something isn't it? Fighting like hell, giving everything, even the things you didn't even know you had... and still not getting jack shit. But we're still fighting, huh? A couple wild beasts, baring our fangs together. I think that's... what love is.