"How do you deal with it, Shadow?"

"What do you mean?"

The two tailed fox and the ebony hedgehog were sitting on the wing of the Tornado.

"To lose someone...Someone you love. Someone that you could die for. How do you deal with that kind of scar on your soul?" Tails stared at the potted plant in his hands.

"That's the thing, Tails." Shadow placed a reassuring hand on Tails' shoulder. He gripped it with a firm strength, hoping that some of this strength could be passed onto the fox. "Scars heal."

"No they don't." Tails frowned. "Wounds heal."

"Oh, right. Then what do scars do? They fade, right?"