[That commentary does make her pause in undressing. Something was certainly wrong. She was starting to guess by the color of her face. Had Sanae finally found someone she liked? No. She wasn't ready for that, yet. Still, if it were true, she still couldn't show any of that sadness to her sister's face.]

[Camilla kneels down by the tub, reaching her hand out to gently touch Sanae's face. She gently drags her fingers along her cheek, going back to brush her hair behind her ear.]

Oh, darling... no force in the world could ever change how I think of you. You can tell me anything, anything at all, and you'll still be my perfect little sister.