"You'll still be able to sing," She says, dropping back to the floor of the balcony. She remembers Luci in prison, admitting that there's no point to her if she wasn't on stage performing for her believers. It was the painful truth of it. They all existed to inspire and for that they needed all eyes on them.

"The pantheon is supposed to inspire humanity. They need you."

And then there is a look of painful honesty on her face, a remnant of the girl she was before Ananke took her head off.

"I need you."