[Marianne sheathes the sword and idly shoves some glass away from her with her foot, not quite up to meeting Juzo's gaze (or as much so as she's able, since she's not entirely sure where his eyes are). The exposure of her demons--almost literally--has her feeling vulnerable and uncomfortable, especially in front of someone she doesn't know well.

Although... he's handling it, and her, very well given the circumstances. Perhaps a bit of mercy from the Goddess, who she knows in her heart hasn't abandoned her. She never answered that prayer because She wanted Marianne to live.]

Even so, I... I should have been more able to stand up to it. I would have been in a lot of trouble if you hadn't been here.

I've been trying to put those demons behind me.