["Boy, it was a rough couple of days when I first realized other people had feelings."

But the problem is, Millium doesn't. What she does have is half-formed and confused, at best.

She was not made for this. She bows her head, hiding her face behind her bangs and staring down at her legs.]

...I tried telling you, back in the kitchen building. I don't understand this kinda stuff.

I don't have the same kinds of feelings you have. I don't get this. Up until a couple months ago, I thought I was just weird and broken when my chest hurt until Rean told me that's what being sad was like.

[She sounds smaller than ever. She doesn't like talking about this. She didn't like bringing it up to Rean, but Rean always had a way of prying things out of everyone that they would rather keep to themselves.]

I did the thing, right? And I'm the one who can't understand it. So it's my fault, not yours...

[But knowing that doesn't make her understand it, and it doesn't fix things. She doesn't know if she can fix things.

Maybe it's just better to cut her losses here, even though it makes her chest tight and her stomach sick.]