I was born on October 19th. I remember that Sis would make me a cake and that the idea was always something little, as besides a cake, I don't remember any presents. On my birthday, Sugi surprised me with a box of my old things and such, saying, "She placed these outside on the porch for you with a note that these were your favorite things." Those things were a little old, especially the stuffed animals.

Sis patched them up many times. To get them was lovely but, when I asked about Sis, I got nothing lovely. He told me that, if she hadn't came to visit by now, then, odds are, she won't really visit me at all, especially if she's been "agoraphobic" (whatever the hell that means). I told him that she hates the Outside and won't ever come here, so I asked if I could go visit her, to which he said, "Well, that depends on how your social worker feels about it."

"Why does how she feels matter? Sis is my sister and she's the only family I really knew."

"Yes, yes, but, remember, you were taken away and your sister's mental state is questionable. Basically, she has to be deemed not a danger to herself."

"Have ya'll found Mom?"

"They're still searching for her, so not yet."

"When will they find her?"

"We don't know but we do know that you'll be staying here for a while."

That night, Nui and the Boy surprised me with something special. "We heawd it was your birthday, so we got you a little something." Nui said, while the boy showed me a cookie. He told me that kids around here aren't usually allowed to have extra sweets but him and Nui managed to snag an extra one while they weren't looking. As she said that, the boy said he's called, "Iori."