Not long after the last flame flickered and the burning wood crackled, Seth left Vincent and Scott, who slept in the warm office together. He realised the pair missed him dearly during their drinks together. He felt a sense of belonging that made him feel happy.
—You seem to be in a great mood tonight, Seth.
'Ah, listening to them speaking about me and complaining I was gone made me feel like I truly belong in this world... No matter who I was before.'
—I'm happy for you, but I've tried telling you this for months...
Celestia's body materialised as they sat atop the mansion roof together, her skin no longer with a golden shine but a more pale and ethereal glow. Her wings were black, like a raven. Yet still shone beautifully in the moonlight.
"Your eyes... they are red now?"
"Mmmm, it seems falling changes my looks quite a lot. Do I look bad?" Celestia turned to Seth, tilting her head.
