Lottie is so very beautiful. This is her first thought when she looks up from the glass tentacle. A beautiful girl is asking her if she is okay and Alecto thinks: wow!! After this, she thinks: no, I am not okay and promptly starts to sniffle quite loudly.

"Oh, no, I hate crying - ugh!" Especially in front of very beautiful girls. What Pyrrha make of her, embarrassing herself with all these wet bodily fluids? And - god, why should she care now what Pyrrha thinks? She's no longer Nona, and this hideous body that is flesh only knows how to love very few things. "Sorry, sorry, I'm even uglier when I cry. I used to have all these octopus inside of my oceans. They could change colour, did you know that? And now they're all dead!"

It's been such a long time since she spoke as Alecto. She's been Nona for so long, so childlike and new that being old feels so very difficult. How does one suddenly become old again, after months of being new?

She places the dildo down, and scrubs at her face. She sucks in a deep breath in her horrible human lungs. "Why am I even crying? They died ages ago now. I didn't even particularly care about them when they were all alive, either! They stuck to me and all my little bits of rock under the water all the time. And they were quite ugly. Good grief, if they looked half as beautiful as you maybe I would have liked them more."