Hmm.

I imagine Nera lying in bed, it's dark outside, it's raining, she feels terrible, her head is pounding, her stomach hurts, her lips are dry, she has almost no strength, and tragic music is playing. With her last bit of strength, she says something barely audible, like a prayer, but if you listen closely, you can make out, "Merciful Lord, I beg you, ease my pain. Help me, and I promise I will never overeat again."