“Ah, she was so.. kind, to me. I remember, the last time, I talked to her. I was, quite young.” she softly, chuckled to herself, than it turns into, a sigh. “Please, don’t tell anyone that I told you this. You.. seem, to be truth worthy, that is why, I told you.”

Historia, warmly smiles, as she speaks to you. As if, there was a connection between you. Why, did she tell you all, about her past. Were you, really what she thinks you are?