[Setsuna stares at the grass while she listens, unsure of what to say. She has no idea of how to handle situations like these. Mostly because she's not used to having to decide anything for herself, not to this extent.

The guilt she felt wasn't helping matters. But hearing Ellen talk made her feel... well, better wasn't quite the right word for it. Less alone, maybe.]

'The real me', huh? I'm not sure if I even know what she's like. [She pauses again and takes a deep breath.] I've... been doing this for my entire life, you know. Working for Lord Moebius... [The 'lord' slips out easily. She's not sure if she'll ever stop saying it like that. Old habits die hard.] Doing horrible things... Deceiving everyone... All to please someone who it turns out couldn't care less about me.

So... I'm not sure if I'm regretting my actions... Or just that they didn't work out for me. [It's mostly the former, but she's too confused to really narrow it down right now. She puts her arms around her knees.] Someone selfish like that shouldn't be a Precure.