[The moment comes. Finally, finally - when Mother takes her hands and holds them in her grip. She knows how she must feel, cold to the touch. An unnatural creature, both alive and dead at once, but the City has made it so and if it makes this experience possible, to once again feel the touch of her mother's hands... Then, Lilith shall be gladder for it, yes. Yes, she shall. She must.]

People from different times and places... have been chosen to come here. And every other day, there's... a curse. A curse that may change your very personality or your memories... or turn you into a child again. [Lilith's voice turns into a mere whisper.] How mustn't it sound to your ears, Mother, but please... please believe me!