[Something is...off. The years of being killed in her dreams has allowed her to withstand some pain, but the way her throat tightens as the man pulls back strikes a chord in her mind. The concern painted in his expression, his words-- none of it is truly for her. That much is acceptable. She's received remorse from Sakaido, as programmed as the Mizuhanome had made the brilliant detective that way. Even Momoki had been looking for her after her disappearance and was deeply saddened that there would be no happy ending. She had been grateful for all those sentiments to fill the void of her past. Yet there's a quality of Nier's worry that grates at her nerves, and it is neither the fact that she's the wrong recipient nor the fact that he will not end her suffering.

Still, Kiki can't put her finger on it.]

Do I look like your daughter? [It's an easy guess to make. Wouldn't be the first time.] Asking you to kill me while I look like her... Of course you wouldn't accept. Sorry.

[The psychic grimaces as she tries to move her arms, drawing out some blood from the puncture points. Adding to the stains drying on her skin. No good, they're practically locked in place thanks to the dead roots. She'll have to find a tall enough place to fall from then...]

I would not be able to know who you are, but I'm...Kaeru. [Hope beyond hope that she won't remember this dream when she wakes, although the fact that she knows her true name does not bode well.]