Sayo's own smile takes on a pained, melancholy quality. Her sins weren't just a weighstone around her own neck; they dragged everyone else down with her. Ange, Battler, Jessica... even Beatrice was trapped by Sayo's suicidal spite.

But here, they were finally free (even if everyone else wasn't, condemned to Purgatory by Sayo's pain).

"You're right." Inhale, then exhale. Center herself, like Forneus taught her. "Come on, let's get you some proper food. You have to be starving after a swim like that."