Why do you continue to fight? What drives you two to go against each other with such unrivaled hatred?

Is there something stopping you from returning to what we three once were? I wish to run again, dear Isigao. My legs have grown old with time and lack your rejuvenating touch. I wish to learn again, dear Aroreis. Your mind used to be so free and admirable, yet now you brew resentment for your own kin.