"My world is dead."

Jenova was looking out of the glassless window in the small hut forlornly. She had stayed in the village with the Cetra for about three months now, and she knew enough of their language to be able to tell them where she came from. Ifalna sat silently at the other end of the room, taking in every horrifying word.

"I spoke out against our use of the planet's energies many times in my career. I was a scientist. I studied many withering plants, when I could find them, and I presented my findings to the powers that be, and every time they rejected my proposals to cut down on the use of my world's energy." Jenova felt hot tears welling behind her eyes, and could tell from Ifalna's continued silence that she, too, wasn't much better off. "And in the end... My world just... Died. Fell to pieces in space. Shattered. And even now..."

"Don't blame yourself for the crater," Ifalna spoke up suddenly. "There's no way you could've known."

Jenova turned around, on the brink of sobbing uncontrollably now, tears soaking her face and part of her tunic. She leaned on the wall for support. "What's the point, anyway? I'm the last of my race, the only one to survive. I won't be having children, I'll be miserable and alone, forever. I should've died with my world."

Gracefully, Ifalna rose from her chair and crossed the room, placing a comforting hand on her friend's shoulder. "Do you know what your name means in our language?"

Jenova looked up into her friend's emerald green eyes. They were wet, but her indomitable smile remained, as always. She could guess that -va meant 'skies', but the rest was a mystery.

"It means 'Gift from the skies'." She took her silver-haired friend in a gentle embrace. "You will always be welcome amoung us, my friend."

"Ifalna," A male voice interrupted. Kavaren burst through the door. "It's time to leave."

This surprised Jenova somewhat. "Leave? Where is everyone going?"

"We're going to our city to report what we've found here. Will you come with us?" Ifalna offered.

"Uhm, sure, I mean, if I'm not too much of a burden..."

"You're not a burden at all," she smiled kindly. "When we get there, we're going to hold a council with all of our people in attendence. Jenova, would you be willing to share what you've told me here today? It's asking a lot, I know..."

Jenova fought back her tears, focusing on what little personal strength she had left after all she had been through. "Of course I will. We can't let that happen to this beautiful planet."