[ On purpose, the only way to harm others is ever on purpose. Intention means everything, and the weight of such deliverance is sin in itself - in some ways. ]

We all have times in us, where we wish to harm another. It does not mean we act on it... The Forest needs to understand... What we all... Ultimately have to learn...

[ To be human? To not be selfish? Caoimhe is still tired even when she speaks, but she stops her movements. Looking at the forest around them. ]

What if it can't learn - [ She says out loud. ] Then we must teach it, as we must teach anyone who does not understand. [ Her hand grips tightly. ] And if it does not care...? Then... We must find a way to make it care...
[ It trembles. ] If in the end it does not matter...? [ Then, I don't want to be here anymore. Let the Forest take me. I must have done something, deserving of such ultimatum - of such inevitably equating to hell. ]

I am sorry... I did not mean to make such dark conversation.