"We do the same things, but... we're not the same. Not the way you're thinking."

She's frustrated, and it shows. It's frustration at herself, at not wrapping things up; she should already have sent Mami away and gone back up to her room. But even now, there's some basic urge to clear the air between them.

"I'll just disappoint you." Bitterly, she repeats herself from earlier, trying to drive the point home. As far as she's concerned, it isn't a mere possibility — just a matter of time. "I've saved a few people, but that doesn't make up for everything else. Back home..." The words die on her tongue, and she sighs. "I'm not a good person. Not good enough, anyway."