Still

"Aoshi-sama?"

"Hm."

"Where are you going?"

"Nowhere, Misao."

"But then why's your bag filled? And Beshimi-kun said—"

"Nowhere, Misao."

Silence.

"Aoshi-sama?"

"Hm."

"If you ever left, would you miss me?"

"Aa."

"I would miss you too. So don't leave, okay?"

Silence.

"It's late, Misao."

"Oh! But..."

"Good night, Misao."

"You too, Aoshi-sama! Sweet dreams!"

The last words she said to him rang in her mind, because even though he was back, looking into her eyes expectantly, she was still a child inside, one that had been abandoned.

What would she say now?