"Sister, my heart bleads for you and your pain. I would accept great suffuring to make you happy and hearl your heart. Please, tell me what could be done for you."
"There is nothing you can do, and nothing I could ever truly do, just a girlish fantasy...It would cause you pain just to know of it, so please, don't pry any further, Vasha?"
"Alyz, you know I'm stuborn when I want to be. I want to know how to help you, and I see now that you do have some hope. Please, do tell me, if not now, later perhaps, but I wish to know."
"Vasha, please. It's not something you could do, or would do even if you could, and it is wrong of me to even think of it. Please, just believe me--you don't want to hear it..."
"It is not wrong for you to wish to feel loved Alyz. I will find out, one way or another, and I will help you. I owe it to you Sister. Let me be the judge of what I want to hear. It involves my father, I know it."
"Alyz, I know your heart is burdoned by the things you must do, if I can help, In any way, I will not judge. I trust you, and know you will not allow harm to come to me. Yes, I promise Sister."
"This isn't something I must do, Vasha. This is something I know I shouldn't do. Why are you so intent on knowing the darkness within me...the thing that I wish I would do but that I must tell myself that I won't?"