The sanguine kona idly observed the netherlandic titan, what was left of the decent side of her catching onto the melancholy ambiance that surrounded Dream. her kindness was steadily fading, but perhaps it was death and prosecution that could do it to you. although Renegade was emaciated, her radiant flaming coat unable to conceal her rib cage which was now strikingly apparant, and yet despite this emaciation, which only came from depression and anorexia, there was evidence of a past beauty, a beauty that had been robbed of her.

Yes. It is I.