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“At least we knew them for a few years, right?” She said, batting loose stands of blue-black hair out of her face. “And at least we’re not all on our own. For all of Mom’s horrible parenting skills, at least she still cares... somewhat.”

The pair arrived at a set of intricately carved polished rosewood double doors with elegant golden handles. She grasped them and slowly pushed the doors open so she wouldn’t disturb anyone in the main living room.

The surviving members of the Sky Gang were there, although they looked a little worse for wear. Silverskies was shrouded in silky white robes with a good over her head, hiding most of her face in shadows. She was slumped in a large, cushioned chair at the centre of the room, with Nimbus perched silently on the top of the chair like a protective sentry.

Noctus was curled up at Silvy’s feet, an uncharacteristically sad, mellow expression on his face.

Skylight, however, was nowhere to be seen.

“Mom, Clay’s here,” Miku softly said, closing the doors behind them and crossing the room to kneel beside her mother’s chair.