Kanata was sat against a wall in a subway station, her knees drawn to her chest, her eyes on the ground. Her thoughts plagued her mind as she stared into nothingness. She was briefly torn out of her thoughts when she heard footsteps.

It was you. The tears well up in her eyes as you kneel in front of her.

"I'm sorry..." Kanata almost chokes on her words as her arms wrap around your neck. "I'm... I'm a monster."

Those cases, the one you've been trying to solve. The cannibal cases, it was her. It was all her.

She's been trying to hold back... but a maga needs to eat.

"I'm so sorry... it was all me. It was me." She sobs, burying her face against the crook of your neck. She's so hungry, but she doesn't want to hurt you. "I was meant to bring you.. bring you to them."

Her tears are staining your shirt.

"I.." She can't get the words out.

What was she meant to say? 'I'm sorry for eating people, please don't think less of me.', 'I've been trying to hold back, but I'm so hungry.', 'please. I don't want to be like this.'

Would you understand?

"Please." She doesn't know what she's asking for but she can't help but repeat the word. "...Please."