For those who can't (and won't) read dark blue text, here's the dialogue
Triste: "Come now… my little puppet… thou must surrender… Resistance is… futile… sadness is… inevitable… with thou… this body of thine… every creature shalt come to knoweth this"
This drawing is pretty old and possibly pretty cringy, but I figured I'd get this uploaded anyway just in case. So to borrow more archaic English in this phrase, do what thou wilt with the score