He doesn't know where this is. He doesn't know how it's possible. This can't be Keuruu. He doesn't think it is Mora, either. It's not anywhere in the Silent World that they had been during their journey. So what is this place, and how is Tuuri there, and how does Ami know her, and what is even happening?
But all of that confusion is background static. Mostly he just stares at the happy face of his friend. He looks at her like he'd never thought he would see her again. Which, to be fair, is exactly what's true. He watches her grinning as the people around her sing, and then blowing out the candles on her birthday cake.
He wishes Onni were here, to see her again one last time. He wishes Tuuri were in the Anchor. He wishes she hadn't died.
"How... is this possible?" Reynir's whisper is only just audible over the chatting and music of the club, bare and heartbroken.
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He doesn't know where this is. He doesn't know how it's possible. This can't be Keuruu. He doesn't think it is Mora, either. It's not anywhere in the Silent World that they had been during their journey. So what is this place, and how is Tuuri there, and how does Ami know her, and what is even happening?
But all of that confusion is background static. Mostly he just stares at the happy face of his friend. He looks at her like he'd never thought he would see her again. Which, to be fair, is exactly what's true. He watches her grinning as the people around her sing, and then blowing out the candles on her birthday cake.
He wishes Onni were here, to see her again one last time. He wishes Tuuri were in the Anchor. He wishes she hadn't died.
"How... is this possible?" Reynir's whisper is only just audible over the chatting and music of the club, bare and heartbroken.