...I get angry with them too, sometimes. The more I learn, the more impossible it becomes to understand how they can be content to stay so close-minded.

[She turns her head, pressing her lips against his damp hair and lingering there a minute in quiet affection.]

It was more tolerable, somehow, before I first came to the castle. I suppose it was because back then, I knew there was much more to learn, but I didn't know how much I didn't know. Now...I look at everything we're surrounded by here, and all I can see is how much better their lives could be if they would only embrace it. And to think that they reject it on something so shortsighted as superstition...

[It's a rare thing to admit to, perhaps. But she suspects it's somehow more important than ever, that she let him see that she's not without her own failings. Not a statue on a pedestal, but a human being, herself.]

I wanted to shout at them, with their witch-tests and their fallacies. But they just...

[She sighs.]

Sometimes we can only take the world as it is. Not the way we wish it would be.