[She blinks at the girl and instantly thinks ‘oh she’s so small.’ Leslie reminds her a bit of Chitose for that alone, but she’s not at all perturbed by the declaration.]

They’re not. They’re choosing to be sacrifices. [She doesn’t quite understand the point of the sacrifices—calming these moss...things? Or something?? It doesn’t really matter. She looks away to watch another passing boat]

Maybe they were chosen, or maybe they volunteered...Either way, they’re facing it with dignity and honor.