['What he wanted you to care about.'

Those words stick in her mind, and she scowls out the window at the snow.]

All I desired was power. It's what I am. You know that.

[And yet again, it feels like a lie even as she said it. Ugh. Why was this discussion so... strangely alien? Like there was something she still couldn't understand, something she was still lying about when she wasn't even trying to lie anymore.]

... Now, I suppose I've just accepted that my destiny lies elsewhere.