??: I miss bronya. ??: No, we miss bronya. the girl suddenly had another version of her come out of herself, as if this was normal “Seele”: Well, what the hell are we supposed to do? Sit here all depressed like you are now? Seele: N-no! We’ll… Do something! I-I think.. Seele: As long as we don’t resort to death, we’ll be fine! I guess…