[Lillie. Hearing her name spoken aloud seems to strike a nerve for Lusamine, sending a shudder—of discomfort? anger? revulsion?—through her. Then she sighs.]
Oh, I don't claim that she doesn't exist. Only... we cannot be called a family any longer, now can we? Certainly not! She left me just as you did. How can I call such ungrateful wretches my children?
[And yet... When she thinks of Lillie now, more often than she preferred to, she thinks of that determined face above her in Ultra Space, concerned, resolute, and...
Lusamine swallows, bringing her arms around herself.]
The both of you... have always conspired against me. But I am through with it now! I want no part in whatever it is you're scheming... I could have at last been happy here, don't you see? And you would have been rid of me! But now...
[Now things are changing and becoming ugly. Now this world is turning against her, too, like Gladion has poisoned it with his very presence.]
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Oh, I don't claim that she doesn't exist. Only... we cannot be called a family any longer, now can we? Certainly not! She left me just as you did. How can I call such ungrateful wretches my children?
[And yet... When she thinks of Lillie now, more often than she preferred to, she thinks of that determined face above her in Ultra Space, concerned, resolute, and...
Lusamine swallows, bringing her arms around herself.]
The both of you... have always conspired against me. But I am through with it now! I want no part in whatever it is you're scheming... I could have at last been happy here, don't you see? And you would have been rid of me! But now...
[Now things are changing and becoming ugly. Now this world is turning against her, too, like Gladion has poisoned it with his very presence.]