Kaori
It was, in all honesty, a beautiful day. The sun was out and radiant as ever. There wasn't a cloud in the sky. The spirits danced around the tree that Kaori was watching, as she sat down at the bench just outside the Savior House.
She looked down at her hands, wondering if she was still dreaming. Apparently, Ash had learned how to restore people's limbs at some point, while Kaori had been asleep, and because of that, a new, fresh hand was flexing its fingers at the end of Kaori's also-new arm.
A lot had, admittedly, surprised her upon waking up again. But, one of the things that surprised her was that no one seemed to notice her. Not a single person who walked by would greet her, act shocked, or respond to her presence the way she imagined she would if she found someone who hadn't been seen walking these streets in such a long time.
She didn't really know how she felt about that.
