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“Thanks, kids! But… don’t take what these two said to heart.” You don’t want them to learn the wrong lessons, they’re kids now, but they’ll eventually run the world. Your present time to be precise. You know it won’t affect your timeline much if at all, but your moral compass is obliging you to raise your voice.
“He’s right! Don’t go medieval on them until you have tried out all your options.” Grace agrees.
“Mhm! The way you feel matters now, but it can change! Your kids! Maybe you’ll become <span class="mu-i">frrriends</span>!”
“I don’t know about that…” Bert doesn’t feel strongly about change.
“I really hope so.” Ivanna really wants to believe everyone can be friends.
“Before you go, can you two kids give me your full names?” Something to look forward to outside the bubble dimension.
“I’m Ivanna Tavarez!” The ghost-eyed girl smiles from ear to ear.
“I’m Bertulfo Servello.” Bert isn’t as cheerful revealing his name, but it shows a great amount of growth that he’s willing to tell you three.
Mirjam says all of your names in return. After some tiny small talking the kids go away, cheerfully as they can, relieved of the weight on their shoulders. It wasn’t healthy for them to continue like they were. Now they can develop a true friendship together, one that can last the pain of living in an orphanage. You’ll keep them in your thoughts.
“Don’t forget to do your best, kids!” You wave at them as they go… Your words feel unusually heavy. Also, you didn’t tell them about Philonune not being that bad to not raise suspicion.
“And to be there for each other!” Mirjam gets nostalgic waving them away.
“We believe in you no matter what! Don’t let them get to you!” Grace waves with both arms.
Funnily enough, these two got more emotional than intended. Perhaps they saw themselves in them, except no one is as boring looking as Bert. They’re gone. The Sand Castle is all yours again.
