[it isn't the first time they've reunited like this, although the time apart had been a lot longer than a mere twenty-four hours. whatever Milla's thoughts and feelings are in this very moment, whatever she might be thinking now that she's standing in front of the man she wasn't sure she'd ever hear from again, she's keeping them under a tightly closed lid]

[the other spirits, however, react. especially when this strange person calls Maxwell by her name]



Milla? Who is this chump, anyway?



Uuuum. . . I don't know, but he certainly isn't a lesser spirit. . . you guys can tell that too, right?



Indeed. But what I'm most curious about is-- how did this soul slip past Origin and Chronos? He seems to have retained his sense of self, which is unusual. Even Milla wasn't whole, when we first brought her soul back before it could be purified. . .



But this time, we certainly weren't involved.

[while the four chatter among themselves, Muzét's gaze flickers towards her stone faced sister. Milla's eyes slip shut, and she finally speaks again, voice still firm]

May we. . . have a moment of privacy? If you will.

[she phrases it as a question, but her tone suggests otherwise. the Four are immediately silenced, and they obey her command without question as they flicker into nothingness. Muzét, however, pouts]



Well, that certainly isn't any fun for me. You better give me the full report when you're finished, dear sister!

[with a wink, Muzét blows a kiss at Noct before she finally disappears herself, which leaves the two to their long-anticipated reunion]

[there's silence. nothing but silence as Milla looks up at him again, and takes a step forward]