"You know, I'm not Whiteking. I can't hide you, someday soon someone is bound to detect you."
"Relax, kid. I brought some technology stuff with me– no human satellites can find me."
"...I just found you."
"Because I'm not hiding from you."
"..."
Somewhere in the expanse of space, miles away from Earth's atmosphere; Aerith and Empress were casually floating still. Well, Aerith was more casual; as Empress was wearing some sort of mask to be able to breathe and talk in space using some kind of vibration.
Aerith has been spending more time in space than on the surface of the Earth– keeping her senses to their maximum as she tries to find any traces of Caitlain. But at this point, even she knows that what she was doing was practically useless.
