My team means the world to me, particularly after marrying my partner not that long ago. But I agree that there's a certain limit to how many of us there really needs to be. We'll keep our magic, you can have... whatever your gift turns out to be.

I'm gathering that he's about as lost as the rest of us, which is fine. Usually, the picture never comes across in clear pieces. It's murky, until one pulse hits you and ties everything together. And then you just plop down somewhere and wonder what your past self was doing to leave you with what you have. [She remembers that feeling vividly, even now, and her voice is soft as it all comes rushing back from her own memories. She thought Rikka was insane, until she saw the moment the girl committed to the life Winter had inherited. And... she still wonders about Rikka sometimes, but it makes a lot more sense, now.]