"...You know you wouldn't have." Minako grabbed her arm. "I wouldn't have blamed you, you know. But...I also didn't want you to get dragged into me problems, if I'd told you. It might have made things worse."

Suddenly, Minako's bow was the palest shade of mauve.

"Especially since...we'll be apart again anyways. We're destined to one day leave this ship. We might never see each other again after we're freed. And then you'll live the rest of your life...wanting something you can never have."

A little more than mauve.

"At least if I could have made you hate me...you'd find it easier to forget me."