Meanwhile, Mami reflects on a more personal kind of change; the revolution within herself that’s taken months to begin, the end of which is still nowhere in sight. It’s a idyllic idea, she muses, the thought of essentially remaining a child forever here - because growth is difficult, painful, frightening. It might seem more preferable to stay the way one has always been, where at least there’s the comfort of the known and the familiar. And Mami had done just that for a long time, clinging to her grudges and digging in her heels against being drawn out of her shell.

“Mm...If it was enough, you wouldn’t need to duel anymore, would you? Perhaps you’ll discover what it’s supposed to be in time.“ A lengthy pause. “Utena-san, why do you want to be a prince?” The next is half-mumbled, almost embarrassed. “I like you just as you are.”