What was it about this situation that she disliked so much? Maybe it was the fact that despite Shion's prodding, Emiri felt like she was pushing her will onto Jaakuna. She expected him to reject it outright, to tell Shion off, to slap her hand away. But it was as if he was hypnotized, the sigil almost calling out to him. Emiri was shocked when he would step forward, out of her reach, and she was just as surprised to find her own hand reaching out for him, as if trying to stop him. But that wouldn't be right, would it? If it was truly his decision, there wasn't anything she could do about it.

Jaakuna's question came. It was one she had half-expected. "[color=deepskyblue]Neither,[/color]" was Shion's blunt, to-the-point answer, though it was the truth. Admittedly, she was weary, though she supposed she should at least try to understand his hesitance. She closed her eyes for a moment, looking for the right words, though she would hold the sigil close to her. "[color=deepskyblue]Truth be told, I didn't know this was yours. Now, it has a brilliant flame that calls for its master, but back then...back then, this was something I created with my own soul. And even though I've had it for so long, I knew not of its true power. It helped me cut my own path, lead me where I wanted to go, but it wasn't until recently that I realized that despite everything, I never could make it come to life the way it is now.[/color]"

"[color=coral]How can something you create be meant for someone else?[/color]" Nadeline couldn't help but ask. "[color=coral]If anything, that's all the more reason to make it your own.[/color]"

"[color=deepskyblue]Perhaps. But it's no longer mine to have. Not anymore,[/color]" Shion would open her eyes once more.