Raine's smile softened. They were relieved she was worried about them as well, relieved to have her back in their arms. But something pulled at their mind. They didn't dislike their time at Hexside. In fact, sometimes they missed it a little too much. To see Eda again- young, and healthy. Her flame-coloured hair, unchanged by time and stress and the curse. It reflected back on them, and their own lack of greying hair, their own lack of fine lines and trauma.

It wasn't that they didn't love who Eda was now. They did. But memory called, and they felt a little too tired from fighting off Zyrian and encountering others to ignore it.

"It was. Though I.. Can't say I don't miss some of what we did at Hexside.." Raine's voice held a dreamy tone at the end of the sentence. They let themself slip back into the safety of remembering.

The scene begins to change. Raine's a little older now, and they're wearing a Hexside uniform. They're sitting in the Secret Room of Shortcuts, and faced away from Eda, listening in through one of the doors.

"See? You have to make sure that you're holding your finger on the string correctly," They swayed along with the music, before they shut the door, picked up their violin off the floor, and started playing a song to demonstrate.

"Holding down the smaller strings really hurts at first, but it gets easier!"