[Has she been unhappy here? Did she come into this competition already feeling like she was bound to lose it; is that why people keep thinking she isn't trying? Her hands leave Ori's cheeks to reach for the tiefling woman's flailing arms and clasp them instead.]

Haven't I failed? You'd think I couldn't screw it up the way I have with only thirteen other people to choose from. [Something strange about that number. Anyway.]

Meeting some of you has been a delight, don't doubt that. If you think you wanna look up to me, who am I to refuse? I'll try to be that person.