[She's quiet for a long moment, before giving his hand a squeeze.]

...I suppose you may be right. How can I doubt you when you say it like that? [She gazes out quietly at Sidon for a few seconds longer before she turns away, giving Mephisto's hand a light tug.]

Come. The throne room is up the stairs. Seeing him is going to hurt even more, but I... suppose I should get it over with... ['Him' being her father.]