[She'd never thought of it that way before, really, and she looks thoughtfully down at her paper and the wish for her mermaid scale back written on it.

It is impossible, she knows (or, she thinks, she's reasonably sure--) but...] Hope is... nice. Even if there is no chance, the hope that maybe can be strong enough to keep someone living on. [After all, hadn't her hope of escape kept her from falling too deeply into despair and wasting away in her captivity?

But that doesn't really answer Orihime's question, Oona realizes, and she shrugs] Written down or not, wish is still formed. But suppose it can not be done unless it is, eh... [She pauses and looks a it frustrated, gesturing around the area] Unless it is brought out.

[She finishes the sentence lamely and then looks embarrassed] Eh... My words are... Not so good. Sometimes, is difficult to form them way I want. [It's an apology, of sorts, and she rubs the back of her neck.

Basically: She sees the logic in it, because if you keep the wish to yourself how is anyone going to know you have a wish to fulfill in the first place?] But still, it is personal. DO not know about hanging it up for everyone to see.