[And here, she thought it couldn't get more painful. Celehar's confession renders all her attempts at somehow digging a sliver of hope out of his misery moot. To condemn the one he loved... could she have done it? Could she have abandoned to death - in the absence of a romantic love - her parents, her siblings? She'd have had to, given her vow. And yet, she's still not sure whether her titan transformation wasn't triggered by a desire to save them in equal or greater measure than by her duty to the world.

She doesn't know what to say for a long moment, but she embraces him once more, trying to express her sympathy (and still unaware at how uncomfortable the close contact is to him).

She's not sure how to feel about his resolve to move on, either. Wouldn't it be fine to not have the wherewithal, to be so shattered by the deed as to give up? It takes her some rumination to find a reason to push herself forward.]

...

It wouldn't be shameful if all your resolve were gone after that, I think. But if we stay here, this will be our eternity, won't it? If we move on... if we move on, we'll forget.

[Once more, she wonders if they truly deserve that mercy, but while it's hard to forgive herself and Celehar seems to have equally little lenience towards himself, she doesn't want him to be tormented by this memory forever.]