Moonspear i already drank that cup.

She didn’t realize he was there, not right away. She was too lost in her thoughts. She was in a different time, stargazing with Charon while he taught her the names of the constellations. She was with Amekaze, learning to hunt. She was trying to chase Lyra and Alya across the cliffs, and trying to wrestle Hydra to the ground. She was snuggling with Arcturus, Revui and Yama at night. So many memories, happy ones, the ones she had denied for such a long time because they reminded her that it hadn’t all been bad. And if that were true, then maybe it hadn’t all been their fault either.

Yami shut her eyes tight for a moment, catching herself before she fell too far. It was when she opened them that she spotted the stranger, staring silently at her. She froze, for a moment thinking she truly was seeing a ghost. In her eyes, it was one of the Cerberus, come to drive her off from their grave. But the eyes were wrong—orange, not blue. She settled, but only just. Her fear turned to annoyance, but the volume stayed high.

”Do you need something?” Yami asked, the attitude she wore all over her athletic frame dripping all over her tone.