There were many things Midii had never spoken aloud before. Some of which she still kept inside, after all these years. Mostly regarding the details of her feelings. There seemed little point in doing so now; while Enjorlas might understand, they were not words meant for him.

"Does it ever help?"

A silly question, she knew, but she had to wonder.

"Even now, I often feel like it's...easier to keep things to myself. And safer."