[ This friendship is a little like a tug of war - though neither of them is consciously trying to change the other's mind, there must come a day when one of these ideals will eclipse the other. How far off is it...? What will it be like...? Miach can't say she has answers. ]

And that's real. Even though we're on opposing ends, even though you like to create the atmosphere I want to destroy... Even though we know this about one another, we are joining hands.

Rather poetic, if you think about it.

[ She giggles softly and shortly at that. ]