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?
