“I didn’t expect to see you here, Marsh.” A little girl’s voice rang out in a restaurant that looked like a ruined temple upside down, another level above this floating city.
“Eize, you haven’t grown much. I like you better when you’re fully grown…prettier…colder,” said a boy floating around the silver-haired woman.
The girl, who had the boy flying around her, lifted a teacup toward her lips slowly. She took a sip then looked through a huge mirror and stated. “I apologize if I did something strange. Back at home, when I’m happy because my daddy and mommy tell me I’m cute, I will give them a kiss on the cheek. My friends warned me not to do it to strangers. I’m really sorry,” she said before setting down her little porcelain teacup with flowers painted on it.