"MAKA Spirit cheers seeing his daughter walk towards the death room with Soul trailing behind looking a bit worn but with a beautiful and tender smile on face as she carries a sleeping Crona I can take.. that won't work papa Maka assures casting a loving glance at the snoring boy I've tried to put him down but he just nuzzles closer in me, she says with an easy laugh and also it's because of him I ultimately won so it's the least that I can do". Carrying him to her dorm in death city which wasn't long and gently tucking him in bed with a kiss, "night Crona, sweet dreams and thanks for all your help today" she whispers gently closing her door.