"—Ah, I get it. You were a tool, even before the Seal of Metaton became part of you. Isn't that so?" Her own smile didn't fade, Manaka turning that strange affection from the unreachable distance and toward Walter. "I won't tell you my pointless theories about the magic they wanted to invoke. I won't claim to understand the way they made you suffer. But... I understand that, a little. What it means to have been both more and less than a child."