Internal problems
Dante's words were a bit too complicated for someone like Siren—it was a blow she hadn't expected. His words entered her ears and echoed in her head, replaying over and over. She had already suspected something like this, she understood he wanted something from her. Yet despite knowing all of this... the directness in his words... so personal...
Something inside her churned, a wave of unfamiliar emotions stirring. And they weren't good feelings. Far from it, it was one of the worst sensations she had ever felt in her life.
For a split second, Siren's mind was teleported to a part of her life she had longed to erase. She was thrown back to her youth, as if a movie of her life played before her eyes. She remembered things she would rather have forgotten. She remembered little Siren, abandoned in the desert... a young orphan girl, without a pack, forced to survive on her own.