And I, too, can be terrible. I am terrible. The things I have done and will do. [She can recognize now that there are things wrong in her. Deeply ingrained that are nothing like those around her. She can try and she can pretend, but at the end of the day, she was still very much a nymph of the streets, to borrow a phrase, and in modern times, would very well have some sort of diagnosed condition.]

I know you do not believe me. But I could tell you stories of what I have done. I shall not- I have shared much with you already in terms of my life, but with what you know, I am sure you can imagine.

[She looks at him curiously, pausing for a few moments before she speaks her next words very carefully.] ...Thank you, Apollon. Perhaps we all have much to learn from each other.