"You shouldn't have come back, Aerith."
"I needed to arrest you for what you have done and to prevent you from doing whatever the hell it is you're still trying to do."
"No. What you should have done was get my son far away from this. You should have just let him roam free."
"And release a planet-eating entity out into the wild? Yeah, no. That's not going to happen, grandma."
"You seem to have adapted the way humans talk."
"Didn't you?"
Aerith and Diana were currently in space, meters apart; but talking as if they were just in each other's ears. And in front of them…
…was Riley Ross.
His long black hair, almost merging with the darkness of the expanse of space— even his eyes felt like one would go through if one were to stare long enough. Whatever serum or pills Aerith made him drink to change their color, it was probably not a coincidence that they shared the color of the universe.
Dark, desolate, and lonely.
