"Being family is both the easiest and hardest thing in the world," Alluka agrees. "The only way to do it is doing it. No one can do it perfectly."

She bites her lip. The shades have generally stayed away from her, the way she opens up to people so easily preventing them from taking the shapes of her entire family. (Even though it's been so long since they were all together for a family portrait, at least one with her in it). However, one shade vaguely takes a shape that would fit in with them. Alluka sighs.

"Satoru went home," she admits. "I don't know why. I miss him. I don't blame him, and I hope he finds a way to keep the people he loves closer than he originally did." It's a nice thought, if one hard to learn whether it's true. Yet Sephiroth goes home and remembers Folkmore. It's possible.