[Sayo doesn't blink twice at Chara's voice slipping into her thoughts. It felt more natural than talking with the child right in front of her; a whole tea party for the two of them in her mind, all the furniture and witches and demons and goats making clamorous riot in the near distance.]

Will did say that Bernkastel was the cruelest witch of all.

I didn't believe him at first. Of course not, I made her, or at least I thought I did. And yet...

It only makes more sense the further I am from that miraculous week as Lion. With Lion? No difference. [A faint, ghostly outline appears by Sayo, touching her shoulder. Despite her avowal of miracles as poison, she hunches at the contact, looking down at her lap.] Her kindness was a mirage, something I projected onto her so I could make my own wishes more palatable.

...it's obvious, when you think about it. What is my life but a long string of miracles that I simply failed to notice?