The look she gives her is one of understanding. 'It wasn't difficult for me, because I was only telling the truth as I saw it. Being kept in that room... it was torture to me - but I can't hold a damaged child culpable.'

Her voice turns softer for a moment. 'It's alright, if you couldn't have seen it that way. If you still don't. There are things you're capable of that would be totally beyond me. That's the strength in individuals working together. Shared values, but different talents. You didn't have to do it. Another time, it'll be your turn to step up and do what others can't.'