Bayonetta tilts her head, a smirk playing on her lips. “Oh, darling, you really are too kind for your own good.” You sigh. “That’s what everyone keeps saying.” She steps closer, tapping your chin with a gloved finger. “Because it’s true.” You frown. Her smirk softens. “But don’t mistake kindness for weakness.” Her voice drops to a whisper. “You are so much stronger than the ones who left you behind.”