"I don't like that much either, buddy. Not knowin' who made you sucks," she sighs, leaning back in bed a bit and thinking of her own unknown origin. She feels a bit of kinship now with Fumicq, and doesn't like that she's keeping the fact that she's a wizard knight a secret from them. But she doesn't like a lot of things that she does.

"What do you want to happen, in all this? Like if the Wizard were to be stopped for good, what would you do?"