Eirin gulped, a knot of fear tightening in her stomach. The weight of responsibility was immense, terrifying. What if she failed? What if her mysterious ability, this budding power Leva spoke of was not enough?
"But what if I can't cleanse it after all, Leva?" Eirin asked, her voice small, laced with doubt. "Then you'll end up suffering again, perhaps even worse. I can't bear that." The thought of causing more pain to this magnificent creature, this creature who had fulfilled her childhood dream for her, was unbearable.
"I am the one asking you for such a big favor, child. Why do you worry more about me than you worry about yourself?" Leva's voice resonated with genuine concern. "You are such a nice child. You should be nicer to yourself. You carry too much of the world's burdens already." The bird's wisdom seemed to pierce through Eirin's self-doubt, touching a nerve.
