It had been quite a while since the incident. Milla's memories were already quite fuzzy around that time due to trying to push out the negative trauma and guilt she felt, despite knowing it was in no way her fault. She still had you, though. Amongst the blazing rubble of the old orphanage, she had noticed the only survivor, you, climbing out of the flames desperate and whispering for help with your frail voice. And she's never let you out of her sight since then. So there you were, in her office like always, with her. She was speaking with Lili, who you had also become familiar with, but kept flicking her gaze over to you once in a while. "Right, so darling, you have to concentrate on your levitation and just let it roll with you more, your movements are much too stiff," She spoke to Lili in her usual gentle voice, giving Lili a sort of visual representation of what she should do with her fingers.