4.
"Hello!"
She's a woman, a woman of all light colors. Adulthood traces youthful curves, and the smile on her lips remains as loose as if they had met on the train station.
Serena finds herself returning the smile. "Hi."
"What are you doing here?"
It's a guileless question, but it's one she can't answer. Serena shrugs.
The woman shrugs back and sits beside her without asking. Even though there's plenty of space, Serena doesn't really mind. She looks down at the clouds again, watches them swirl and part and glimpses her sister putting up her hair, twirling her lance.
"Ah, she's got Gungnir too, huh?"
The other's voice is without malice, only cheer and bemusement and Serena wonders how it is the other girl can even see this and does so.
This time, the woman has no answer, except for, "I just can."