'This is quite the same'
As I faced Silva seated, the whole situation seemed to be another reflection of what had gone down just a few minutes before with Eleanara. But in this case, I had a different path in mind for this maid filled with a lot of guilt. Somehow, I was starting to feel that this whole situation felt like a transfer taking place.
While the previous infected victim of guilt, Eleanara, was getting better, it seemed the whole thing had transferred over to Silva, who was now on the edge of being broken. This whole thing was now coming to look like a virus being spread.
'The virus of guilt'
I mused at that thought as Silva, in front of me, patiently waited for me to open my mouth and specify towards what kind of guilt she should be trapped in. So I took a moment to go through my plan, after which I started to speak.
