[It isn't moving. Nor is Mami's mother, whose hand is stretched out towards her. Maybe it's how it happened or how it's frozen; maybe it's Mami's memory filling in details. Either way, like this, she looks pleading. Mami's eyes aren't on the Spiritomb, but her mother.]

It's... everyone has things they must deal with, don't they?

[But it sounds weak, when she says it.]

It wasn't that I couldn't fight it. When I saw it, I... started running. I was so scared that I stopped thinking. She--she told me to run, but...

[Her hand balls into a fist and her words come out thick and choked. She pointedly looks at the unblinking memory of her mother, rather than the real person present.]

...even if she begged for help, I would have kept running.