These are. It's like talking to Fire, or Water, or Air, or Earth. I've conversed with three of them, and it's been all the same.

[Her eyes flicker up to meet Leia's, and her lips twitch in a brittle, bitter little expression.]

You're...a friend, yes. And there are others here that I like. I know I'm not physically alone but, and don't take this the wrong way, it's different with them. It's...especially trying now. [Her thoughts turn to a certain blonde, a surge of unhappiness swelling inside the young priestess, and something akin to a broken heart. Love, taken away.] We...Minako-chan and I finally figured things out. And now she's gone.