[Sayaka pauses a bit, seeming to go...rigid, when Elda says that. It's what she considered, but...]

...Yeah. I don't have the knowledge that they'll all die if I try something. I don't--I don't have anyone to try and talk me down from this, because I don't trust anyone, I can't trust anyone there and I don't have anything if that falls apart. But...

[She clutches Elda's hand tighter. So much tighter, and shutting her eyes so hard before she adjusts herself a bit, getting up and getting the hand out of her hair while she lifts her shirt a bit to expose her stomach.

What will Elda see? A vertical scar that's pretty damn large. About the size of a particularly large kitchen knife.]

I...I don't know how to explain this...