Marcoh heard a knock on his door. He opened it and saw no one.

"Hello?" he asked.

"Down here, dingus."

Marcoh looked down and smiled. "Hello, Ed. What brings you here?"

"Kirina."

Marcoh's smile faded. "What did you say?"

"The little girl you had with you during the war in Ishbal. You named her Kirina Miracle, didn't you?"

"I know no such girl, Ed."

Marcoh started to shut the door, but Ed stuck his foot in the opening and forced his way in.

"Relax. You sound like I'm the Grim Reaper or someone form your past bent on haunting you," Ed said, shrugging nonchalantly.

"Ed, why have you come here?"

Ed grinned. "To find some information on my dear friend Kirina."

"You know her?"

"Sure. She's a State Alchemist now. And she was one when she was seven, right?"

"How do you know that?"

"I found an old copy of a State Certification. As a matter of fact, I have right here." Ed took out a folded piece of paper. "'Kirina Miracle, Age 7, the Quartz Alchemist.' You know her name's a little different now. She's the Miracle Quartz Alchemists and has been developing 'false' crystals. I have one of them with me."

Ed handed Marcoh the rose quartz. Marcoh smiled.

"She would now how to do something like this," he said. "She was such a smart girl, after all."

"So you did know her?"

"Knew her? She was like my daughter." Marcoh took a picture frame out of a drawer and handed it to Ed. Ed stared at the picture. It was Marcoh holding the hand of a little girl with shoulder-length black hair and green eyes. It didn't take long for Ed to realize the girl was Kirina.

"She was my precious beautiful girl," Marcoh continued, sitting down. "Such a sweet and headstrong girl. When I first met you, you actually reminded me of her. Both bent on the Philosopher's Stone or, as she called it, the Celestial Stone."

"Did you know anything at all about her past?"

"Not a thing. Why?"

Ed stared down at the smiling little girl in the picture. "She recently regained her memories."

"She did? How?"

Ed shrugged. "It think it was a song. 'Kesenai Tsumi'."

"'Kesenai Tsumi'? 'Inerasable Sin'?"

"Is that what it means?"

"Yes. A woman calling herself Khumeia said she was looking for someone named Kimiya. She told me to beware of kesenai tsumi."

Ed looked up, startled. "Khumeia was looking for Kimiya!"

Marcoh looked up and blinked. "You sound surprised."

"Dr. Marcoh, when Kirina regained her memories, she began calling herself Kimiya. That means that this Khumeia person was looking for your daughter."

"But why?"

"She knows how to make a Philosopher's Stone without harming anybody. While we were in Risembool, she disappeared one day. When I found her, she wasn't Kirina anymore, but Kimiya."

At that moment, the door swung open. Kirina, panting, stepped inside.

"What are you doing here?" Ed asked. "You can't just come barging into someone's house, you know!"

Kirina ignored Ed and walked toward Marcoh.

"You," she said. "You look familiar. Who are you?"

Let's see. I think it was Aki, one of the readers, who mentioned that Kirina's real name has to do with alchemy. Yup, it's true. If you look at those fancy, almost-impossible-to-pronounce words at the bottom of the definition for alchemy, you'll see the name. "Alchemy" could come from several different words and one of them is "al-kimiya", a word that means "the chemistry" or something like that. Khumeia means either "chemistry" or "alchemy" in Greek. By the way, her last name, Mimosa, is not an alcoholic beverage (well, it is, but that's not the meaning here). Mimosas are also plants that have globular flowers and are also known as silk trees. The word comes from the Latin word mimus, "mime". The reason I chose that name is yet to be determined.