"That day, upon hearing that you truly are her elder sister, she was so delighted that she couldn't sleep all night. She held onto me, talking about you for a long time, yet going over the same things, as she didn't know much about you."
Though she didn't know much, she liked you so much.
If she knew too much, I'm afraid it wouldn't be the same.
I stared at her, thinking she might be hinting at something, maybe hoping I would shelter her daughter? Or perhaps wanting me not to harm her daughter?
Yet these mother and daughter both responded to me with the same candidness.
"She is different from me. I came into your world driven by personal affection, by choice. But she is confused, without choice, completely unfamiliar with this place. She just feared my worry, so she dared not show it. She likes climbing trees, firstly because she's not well, wanting to train her body, and secondly because she likes hiding herself to avoid exposure and scrutiny."
