It had to be here.

Kadaj had been searching for longer than he could remember, the fourth Jenova cell that he had felt connected to, but it kept moving. You kept moving. And now he was in this damned forest, surrounded by nothing but trees, guided only by the faint connection to your presence.

But he kept searching. You were the last person he needed to bring back his mother. And you would say yes, how could you not? All of you, all of those related to Jenova, would want her to return.