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Although the sudden shift in emotions should have thrown her off entirely, it had only just barely done so. Some part of her had expected a change to come, unable to be fooled into believing that her sister might care at all about her or their family. Always had Airi lacked the same spectrum of emotions that the rest of them possessed, so why would that have changed during her time spent away from them? Still, the realisation that her sister cared not just a little, but actually not at all, left her grasping for some sort of hold on herself. The ridge of fur along her dorsal raised, yet her expression remained sorrowful—a contradiction of feelings, for the girl could not properly sort through them all.

Finally, after allowing for Airi’s words to hit her, the dragoness asked, “Naze...?” Why was she the way that she was? What had happened to make her so cruel? “Naze anata wa ki ni shinai nodesu ka?” she proceeded to ask, unable to figure it out on her own. “Naze anata wa ki ni shinakatta nodesu ka? Watashitachi no darenotameni?” It didn’t make any sense. Their mother had never expressed her love for them through traditional means but, at the same time, she’d always made sure that they knew she was there for them—in her memories, that is. Asterr had loved them each as much as she could, as well as had raised them together, so why was it that Airi had turned out so… so awful. “Naze anata wa watashitachi o nikunde iru nodesu ka?” asked the middle child, equally curious as she was fearful of the answer.