[So many mistakes made in her long life, more in the past few weeks than recently. Was this just another mistake? Would he even speak with her? Would he want to? How could a woman her age be so insecure? Acting like nothing more than a teenager? But she needed someone she could speak to. Someone who was not bound to her by duty or herself only younger. Someone she could trust to keep things private. She stared at the dreamberry in her hand and then, borrowing on the rashness of her youth, she made the call.

She would accept the consequences she knew were to come.]

Ezio... I know... and understand you may never wish to speak or see me ever again. [Nor could she blame him on any level.] There is enough I can do to apologize.

But [So selfishly...] Please, I need someone to speak with.

If you do not answer, I will understand.

[She was surprised when she heard from him an hour or so after her contact. She had expected him to never wish to see her again. And she could not blame him for his choices.]

If you never forgive me, I will always understand. [She said first.]

I... everything... [She rests her face in her hands.] I feel so lost and I needed someone to speak with. But perhaps this was another mistake, coming to you to only burden you with more of my troubles.

I have told my daughter of the future to come, of the future where she and everyone else is dead. What have I done, Ezio?

[She says it so quickly she's not even sure she said it.] What mother tells her child of such a future? Even if she will not remember it upon waking? Even if it is thousands of years into our future?

It was not until coming to Somarium I remembered what a human voice sounded like... [It had been so long. She had been alone for so many millennia. Sometimes she would go years without speaking. For who was there to talk to but herself? Chaos had little concern for their conversations, tired and as weary as she but they could not come to peace for that was not in his nature.]

I do not know... Nothing... everything. [The hand against her face turns into a fist and she presses her knuckles to the crescent moon on her brow.]

Perhaps I thought she was ready. Perhaps some part of me did not want to hide such a large secret from her. I keep so much from all of them. Everyone. I've forgotten myself and here I must remember the steps.

[Learn her path? Such a simple sentence with so much weight behind it. She had been functioning, perhaps not as she always had, but pretty close to what she was used to, finding joy in the people being happy and alive.]

A new life... For all the things I do, I have not thought to live a new one. Still I do not know what to do. Small Lady... there is no telling the damage I may have done.

I keep plenty of things to myself, Ezio. A foolish mistake, another to add to the list that numbers as many years as I have lived.

[She sighs.]

I should not have come to you, though I thank you for your advice. But I have wronged you as well as my daughter.

Your advice is not useless. [She was a woman who lived in a world where all were dead. She carried all things by herself and shared with no one. And when she did, this was her result. Mistakes, on many levels.

It retaught her what she knew when she was younger.]

Ezio... thank you for all that you have done, your advice. [She can be strong, alone. For she is not truly alone. She can be strong because she must be.]

You are right, Chibi Usa must grieve and be given time.

I think I have had enough with regret. It is best I leave you be, before I stir your ire further.