[ ... It's too similar. Too much like the woman she truly knew. Even so, it can't be. They all died. Morgana is so sure of this, for she wept for them. For the first time in her life, she cried. To think that any of them are out there, it would be a hope that would surely crush her again. ]

I won't take it from you, either. Your very existence is made up, isn't it...? Well, I won't cry for you. Not again. To show me a dream as cruel as this... I'll only turn a blind eye to you. I... I believe in my Father... Such an illusion won't break me... this trial is something I can withstand as well...

[ ...The moment this Maria disappears, she'll be left alone again... and the despair would be too great. ]