[ Another bleak laugh but this time it sounds as though it's trembling on the verge of something else. ]

That sounds like a fair trade to me. I don't have to be Saintess anymore and someone who really wants me will take care of me. Isn't that the best solution for everyone?

[ Her voice breaks. Her shoulders are suddenly trembling. She hasn't soaked her hair yet, so the water plipping from her chin and into the bath can only be... ]

Aah... I really am no good, aren't I?