Rita's hand clenches around the handle of her whip. She came prepared to fight, and here they are, just talking at her, like they can get through...

...Can they get through?

There's a long, tense moment, and then she releases her hold on the weapon, letting it sit dormant at her side. She clenches her hands into fists and takes a few more decisive steps forward.

"Are you really going to let things end like this!?" she cries angrily. "After everything you've done? Why even create that stupid carnival in the first place!? For the longest time, I couldn't understand that part... I thought the whole thing was ridiculous. But it meant something to you, didn't it!?"

As she goes on, her voice grows thick and even cracks slightly. "Maybe it meant something to me too, damn it...!"