Winter would contest that point. He's hitting pretty much all the right buttons here, and despite herself, she's started to relax - Bakura can probably feel some of the tension flowing out of her shoulder - and it shows in how quietly she speaks, even as her voice finally starts to stabilize.

"Everything I could do... w-wasn't enough. I've got to... work harder. Fight f-for what's important." She shook her head, tone increasing. "If the rest of them d-don't want me to help... then I'm done with them. I have... precious people to protect. People that w-won't complain, or talk behind my back..."

The fire is blazing in her eyes again as she talks. Someday, she'll be able to really put it to use. For now, it's finally started to rekindle her spirit, and as she turned back to Bakura, the fog of depression has begun to burn away.

"I'm going to s-start small, but someday... someday, I'll make a difference. That's... a promise."