[ there's a nearly overwhelming feeling that blooms from achilles' words and uta would have allowed herself to be as flattered and touched by them, but there's a part of her that makes her feel a bit guilty at the same time. it's true that uta has not strayed from the path that she built for herself no matter what came her way but...well.

she allows herself to become a touch bashful as a compromise at the two feelings inside of her and takes a hold of her left wrist with her opposite hand. ]

Thank you. [ her voice earnest, her expression soft, and the sentiments from achilles settling inside of her in spite of it all. there is still something she feels compelled to say, though. ] I'm a musician and not a hero, but I have a lot of people—fans—that look up to me. They put their trust in me and my words them hope.

[ perhaps too much hope and raised her far too high. yet, maybe it was all inevitable all the same. ]

For their sakes, I can't doubt myself. I'll be strong for them.