"You're very different than you were then. Either the current you are your true personality or the original you used to be, I don't understand, but one thing I do know about you, you are like fire."
"Hah?" Nina was surprised, her brow furrowed.
"Yes, fire. Fire is beautiful and charming, and anyone who sees it will be immediately fascinated. But, behind that beauty, you are also dangerous. If you touch fire, it will hurt, right? That's you. Beautiful but dangerous."
Nina said nothing as Ashnard explained. Not deny or deny. Her cheeks were bright red.
"Light can sometimes be very bright, more than any light that illuminates the darkness. It is not only bright but also gives warmth to those around you. However, when the wood is used up, the fire will shrink and the light will dim. The fire is still burning. sad. And how to make the fire burn bright again? Of course by adding fuel, right?"