[ This time she's quieter for longer, her eyes still searching his face, as if she'll find some other answer there. In the end, she looks down at her lap. ]

I'm sorry, [ she breathes. ] It's like ... I don't know how to figure it out. I want to trust my friends, but there's still all the killers we never caught. We don't have any idea who they could be. It feels like people are dying... every day.

[ She can still feel Sei's blood on her hands, even though there is none there. ]

How do you ... balance between them?