[ Yuzu's breath stops for a moment, and for a moment, one could swear that the blackened parts of her arms got wispier. ]

I just... I was set free and then I saw them...

[ She trembles a bit. ]

Something just asked me what I wanted to do to them... and suddenly my arms were longer and sharper and...

[ Talking about this was hurting. She thought she could keep herself together but the guilt is tightening around her neck like a noose again. She still remembers how easy and satisfying it was when her arms changed into claws that cut easily through the people who hurt her. ]