It feels like Milady is heavily burdened by the fact she can't be herself but instead needs to strive to be someone else not around anymore. It's an impossible goal anyway, but if her electric brain is telling her she must do it, yet knows she can't really do it, it's not a fun way of living.
You can leave now, please...
It is so.
I'm sorry for calling you all the way out here.
That image of your mother must have overlapped with mine. That's all that there is to it.