It is an easy thing to forget. The sight of those you love dying... It is never an easy thing. No one can keep a calm head during those times.

[The sight of Twice slowly disappearing as he leaves will haunt her, no matter how much he was twisted from the Master she once knew.

Her glowing tail looks almost as though it isn't even a tail anymore, but simply a tail-shaped spot of sun. Though it's dim enough to look at without even needing to shield your eyes.]

That you lost your head over it so much rather speaks volumes to the love you hold for him, does it not?