Reminders

"It reminds me of Agniratha," Shulk mumbles mostly to himself at one point, kneeling in the overgrown grass of Alcamoth. "You can feel that people used to live here, that it used to be so much... more."

"Indeed," Melia nods as she stares out one of the windows the best she can. "...I wonder if this is how Vanea felt, walking through a place she once called home."

"It's strange," Shulk says. "It feels like only yesterday we were helping the High Entia."

"And even less time since we were slaying Telethia," Melia frowns. "...Do you think it was right? To put them out of their misery as asked of us?"

"Because of Teelan, right?" Shulk shakes his head. "We had no way to know then, Melia."

"I suppose you're right," she holds out a hand to him. "Shall we get back to it, then? Nene and Kino are no doubt wondering where we wandered off to."

He takes it. "Good idea."