There's no immediate answer. Luce still has her eyes closed, that hand pressed to her heart.
There's the song.
There's something else, too.
With her eyes closed, the image come so vividly to her eyes. It's a round dining table in a grand, old fashioned dining room. It's not new, no, but it's expensive and well established. It reminds her, a little, of the classic homes of Europa. She's standing at the table, the seventh figure of a group. She knows them, she knows them so well, even at the same time that she does not know them at all.
They don't know her, either, this group of six who are so wary of one another: a stern woman with hair the color of deep ocean, dressed in a uniform. A young man, purple hair wild, and a piercing from his lip, leather covering his lean frame. The man besides him wears the coat of a scientist, and his messy green hair and stubble give away the passion he takes to his work even if he wasn't absorbed in study. There's a hooded person besides him, neither man or woman, flicking through a stack of money in preoccupation- their passion and they don't care how selfish it is. It's the opposite of the martial artist who sits nearby, dressed in brilliant crimson robes and his reserved nature seems to hide something.
There is a man in a suit. The eyes that peer out from his fedora are so dark, they could drag someone in, and the sideburns along his face accent his jaw.
They don't know her yet.
They don't know how much she loves every single one of them, even then.
Slowly, Luce opens her eyes, still a little off despite how she catches the tail end of what Rei is saying. Memories...? But she's never met those people in her life, has she? Despite that fact, there's a feeling in her chest that refutes it. Love like this, still burning so strong in her heart, isn't fake.
Something suddenly hits her, a much more recent occurrence, and Luce straightens suddenly even as her vision swims. "Rei! I just remembered- I need you to come with me. I need to show you something."
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There's the song.
There's something else, too.
With her eyes closed, the image come so vividly to her eyes. It's a round dining table in a grand, old fashioned dining room. It's not new, no, but it's expensive and well established. It reminds her, a little, of the classic homes of Europa. She's standing at the table, the seventh figure of a group. She knows them, she knows them so well, even at the same time that she does not know them at all.
They don't know her, either, this group of six who are so wary of one another: a stern woman with hair the color of deep ocean, dressed in a uniform. A young man, purple hair wild, and a piercing from his lip, leather covering his lean frame. The man besides him wears the coat of a scientist, and his messy green hair and stubble give away the passion he takes to his work even if he wasn't absorbed in study. There's a hooded person besides him, neither man or woman, flicking through a stack of money in preoccupation- their passion and they don't care how selfish it is. It's the opposite of the martial artist who sits nearby, dressed in brilliant crimson robes and his reserved nature seems to hide something.
There is a man in a suit. The eyes that peer out from his fedora are so dark, they could drag someone in, and the sideburns along his face accent his jaw.
They don't know her yet.
They don't know how much she loves every single one of them, even then.
Slowly, Luce opens her eyes, still a little off despite how she catches the tail end of what Rei is saying. Memories...? But she's never met those people in her life, has she? Despite that fact, there's a feeling in her chest that refutes it. Love like this, still burning so strong in her heart, isn't fake.
Something suddenly hits her, a much more recent occurrence, and Luce straightens suddenly even as her vision swims. "Rei! I just remembered- I need you to come with me. I need to show you something."