"There is no other way to return a dragon a its original form... unless you kill it," the way she said it, it was like she'd practised it for a long time, like something she might have said to herself over and over. But even then, the words still felt bitter as they seeped from her lips.

But Sorey, you... you had given her that last chance to believe it could be anything else, even as slim as a chance as she knew it was all along. She wanted to cry out, felt herself choking on the words what about our promise! but let them die in her throat instead.

Edna turned then, positioning herself in a way that turned her back to them both, just barely glimpsing Mikleo's way as she did. "It's okay," she said, directing it at him, "there's nothing anyone can do about it. I've always known it was true, he's nothing but a monster now."

So why... did it sound like she was still somehow trying to convince herself?