[ they're harsh words, they're violent, but they're the golden color of truth — a vibrant red that replaces the blood that could spread if she uses them correctly. her words can cause harm, but there are some here who won't budge, and all her efforts will collapse. ]

Shh...shhh...

[ the sound leaves between his lips as if he's done this millions and millions of times, but it's special towards the person he uses it on. it's a comfort, a reminder that she doesn't need to cry because what has she done wrong? lying to them, yes, but she says it's to protect those that she care about and to prevent the pain.

she's sacrificing so much for them, but would they understand? ]

It's okay Miss Helena, I told you I'd be with you in hell, and if this happens to be one for you. It's best that we're together, isn't it? [ a silent you have me through the torturous horrors all the way to something happy and magnificent. ]