March 7th did not understand a single word and could only scratch her head awkwardly.
"Uh... well, how about we stop speaking in riddles? Maybe... we should introduce ourselves first?"
She paused and gathered her thoughts.
"My name is March 7th, and I'm Yan Huan's companion. We stumbled in here by accident, so I'm really sorry..." She tried to show goodwill.
As soon as she finished speaking, the broadcast behind the door sounded again.
">>> Establishing communication--"
"Communication? Oh, great, we can finally get in touch with an actual living person!" March 7th brightened, a smile returning to her face.
"This young lady desperately needs some outside assistance..."
">>> Channel established. Packaging target--" The broadcast cut her off.
"?"
March 7th immediately had another bad feeling, and her smile froze.
"W-What does that mean? Package who... me?" She looked herself over uneasily.
The broadcast continued on its own, cold and mechanical.
">>> Packaging complete. Beginning transmission--"
">>> Transmission destination: Return #--"
"Huh? What's happening... my body?!" March 7th suddenly looked down and saw her body turning transparent, giving off a faint stream of data-light.
At that point, the memory afterimage flickered a few times as though its signal had been cut off, then vanished completely.
Black Swan looked at where the afterimage had disappeared and smiled faintly. "The memory ended abruptly."
Evernight continued from there.
"When she woke up again, she was already lying in Destiny Chongyuan, where Oloronis called her [Mother]."
"Mother?" Black Swan did not quite understand the title.
Evernight spoke matter-of-factly.
"Perhaps it is a collective term for those who walk the path of [Remembrance], just as it calls Fuli [Heavenly Father]." She offered a possible explanation.
Combining everything she had seen and heard, Black Swan swiftly sorted through it in her mind and gradually pieced together