[ It had been warm and nostalgic. A simpler time, when neither had to worry about terrible government secrets or conspiracies. Thinking back on it, Susato smiles, though before she can voice these warm feelings, before she can call his focus back to how the dream began rather than how it ended, the question comes.

She answers with some hesitation. ]

...It is as you say. It wasn't really him... just a creation from one's mind. But in that moment, I felt like I knew him.

There was a deep feeling of longing when I looked at him that I didn't understand at the time, but I suppose I do now.