... There was a woman who lived in the mountains, older than everyone else, but never aging. She seemed to be looking for someone. But instead, she found humans who had powers, similar to hers, and they all surrounded her, overjoyed that they found the one whom they found solace in. And for a while, she stayed with them. Everyone living and dying, while she never changed. But something did. And now she's gone.

[Melancholy and something that could be called nostalgia is reflected in her blue eyes.]

No one knew what they would do without her in their lives. She wasn't supposed to die. And so they resorted to desperate measures, using whatever they had left to make sure she would remain in some form in the world.

[Ai Thao Kha, finally looks at Hiro, pleasantly smiling.]

What a bad story. Don't you think so? Ah, but I'm not a storyteller. It's the best I could do.

[And yet, it was more than she had ever explained to anyone else ever. But she wanted to tell him. She wanted him to know the very foundation of what she was.]