Brady— [ And this is the first chuckle from Lucina, quiet yet unrestrained because it's funny, the idea of Brady trying to hit on all these girls. ] Oh, er... [ Only she sobers up almost immediately, realizing that Olivia has no idea why Lucina's laughing the way she is. ] That is... it wasn't Brady.

It was you, if I remember correctly. [ And while the laughter's gone her eyes are still soft, squeezing the hand in her's. ] You always told him — us [ And if that's a bit of a tense mix up she figures it's fine, they are... technically different people after all. It's a strange thing to wrap someone's mind around. ] to smile, and be friendly. He took your words to heart. [ A lot more than Lucina did.

As for everything else — Lucina feels her heart constrict tightly, wave after wave of guilt and loneliness. Her expression falters as she turns away, staring at the ground in front of her. Despite how things turned out, Lucina will always want the life that... the other Lucina ( or is she the other Lucina, now? ) will have.

You deserved more from me than a sword and a world of troubles. ] ... Thank you, mother. [ She looks back at Olivia, face back to the neutral mask. ] I wish you could have seen it. [ And Lucina continues to dig a hole surrounded by lies. ]