Esme breaks down. It seems like the true weight of her situation has finally caught up to her. She sobs, hiding her face in her hands.
Esme: No...no no no no NO! This...this wasn't part of the deal...MUST I LOSE EVERYTHING!?
Esme laughs bitterly
Esme: You? You're just a mortal...what would you know of my suffering...?
Esme's eyes widen in fear and disgust
Esme: A...demon?
Esme: ...
She reached out and hesitantly and very gently touches the mark. Her eyes glow purple for the briefest second
Esme: ...Magic...
She smiles a little. A genuine smile out of a feeling of understanding.
Esme looks up at Molten, eyes narrowed
Esme: ...What's a shard keeper?
