[She holds the flower tight in her fingers as she turns to face him properly, as though perhaps her prayers alone might keep the offering between her fingers from vanishing. Her head stays bowed. But she doesn't bother to close her eyes. He who she seeked guidance from was right in front of her, after all.]

Taizi Dianxia...

I... want this world to be saved. Even with those of us that are... are foolish, or selfish, or frightened, or... or cursed with misfortune... I want us to find a way despite it. I don't want us to lose ourselves. I don't want us to keep blaming each other when something is happening that reaches beyond us. That... there are people here that have to do things they don't want. That they're.... they're trying.

I... pray, Dianxia-sama, to please... help even one person to learn to forgive them. Help them to forgive themselves.