[Each mask Jade wore throughout her life was a form of self preservation, one way or another. The brave older sister who defied their father to protect her sibling. The hardened street urchin who wasn't afraid to lie, cheat, and steal. The obedient slave who did everything that was asked of her, until one day she couldn't. The Prophetess on a noble mission to save the world.

[The masks get heavy with every one, weighing her down over the years. She's so tired.]

Yeah... Yeah, that would be best.

[She swallows, trying to choke back another cry. The last thing she wants is for one of the jinba to hear and find her like this.]

Probably should've mentioned this sooner, but... [She attempts to try and sound a little lighter, a shivering laugh. Because she truly does feel absurd when she tells Dimitri:] I, uh... I don't eat m-meat.

[Another strange laugh.]

Blazes. It sounds so banal when I say it out loud.