[ Diva doesn't move at all in response to the hand on her shoulder or his words. There's something dull in her chest to hear him say that she didn't deserve to die, and it almost cracks a small wall around her heart. But it doesn't, so she just stares ahead and answers his question coolly. With how she talks about these things, there's so much distance, as if she were talking about something that had happened to someone else. ]

I don't know. Probably. Saya says that she only exists to kill me, so... She would, wouldn't she?

[ It seems like that's all she'd say to that for a moment, but she adds onto it after a few moments. And compared to that cool tone, this time, her voice is more fragile and more upset. ]

But... I don't care about that. Sister— Sister takes people away from me. She kills them, or they love her more, like with Solomon and Karl, so... [ The crack widens, and her shoulders tremble, just slightly. ] So don't leave me, Garry.