[From here on, she doesn't know how to explain it. Though to be more accurate, it would be frightening to. After all, she had done terrible enough things to warrant this curse in the first place, and the more memories that returned to her... the less she wanted to know.

Words are failing her, like they often had before in her life. If only there were a way she could explain this to him without having to resort to them, but for the time being they are her only allies, and even more so her enemies.]

... I have to believe again... That there are more Humans like you. That... [She could one day force down her hatred for all the ugly things they had done to her and the people she had loved.] I have to forgive them and love them for all the things they've done anyway, like when I was little and didn't know any better. Do you know how hard that is when all I remember from them is red blood and hate? That's from what I do remember.