Seeing this, the older Cyrene stepped forward, her voice full of comfort and promise:
"Peach, do you have to go? It's all right. I'll wait for you to come back."
"I'll study everything you taught me today."
The younger Cyrene laughed softly, a trace of reluctance and contentment in her voice:
"Come to think of it, I still haven't answered your question about what love is."
"But the truth is, my dear friend, before I met you, the Factor of Compassion didn't understand love either."
"Not until I told you every sad story in this little room, my voice trembling, and said: I love them. I love everything in this poem."
"Stories arrive, pass, and return. They bring us together, then part us again."
"In the end, a story leaves behind a seed, a reason. Even if the great tree withers and all things fall silent..."
"Some feelings are still worth remembering."
The scene around them began to ripple like water. Blurred figures of Dan Heng and Yan Huan appeared at the moment they arrived on Amphoreus, frozen there like travelers crossing time and space.
"Look. The light is coming in."
"The Savior's light will illuminate Amphoreus."
The older Cyrene gazed at the resolute yet unfamiliar backs of the two Nameless. She clasped her hands lightly before her chest, sounding a little nervous but full of trust:
"Mm... I still don't understand. But I believe in Peach."
She smiled, anticipation lighting her eyes:
"Then... I'll look forward to it, just a little."
"When we meet again, it'll be my turn to tell you a story about love."
The younger Cyrene nodded happily, a warm, contented smile on her face:
"Then I'll look forward to it!"
"In that case, I'd like us to make a promise. I want to give you