[She does feel that tension and is concerned briefly, but it passes quickly. Diva just makes her own conclusion that without the memory of what she shared, he's worried about what it was that he shared. It's understandable, she thinks, since she would certainly feel the same way.]

About how you saw the end.

[Her voice quiets, because she knows from how secretive Johan is that the fact that he shared was something precious. Her tone reflects how much she honors that.] About your other self, when you didn't have any names. Because we shared what it was like to be unnamed and to be left dying and starving.

[Which is probably enough to say, she figures, so she goes off on her own little tangent] It's strange, though. Because I was so sure that no one would ever understand what things like that were like. I didn't think there could be anyone that could even come close to understanding, but even though our lives have been really different in what's happened, it's so strange how similar they are too. Like just our sisters, your Nina and my Saya, isn't that strange that we would both be twins? [She laughs] I don't believe in things like fate, but it's still weird, right?