Izanami set Shiori next to him.
Izanami sat back down as she cradled Shiori.
"I still can't shake the feeling that something isn't right, here."
"Oh really? I could build a sturdier ship than this bucket of bolts. Matter of fact, I did. Shinra took it from me though."
Cyrus shuddered a little when he felt a dark presence.
Izanami smiled at him and got up to get Shiori.
"Let's move on. We're close to the top now."
"You think this ship can handle the cold climate?"
"I do have a gentler touch than you do."
Michael stood back and waited for her.
Michael watched intently.
"The only way to go from here is north."
Izanami giggled. "I thought you'd like that."
"I always wondered how you came across it."
Izanami sat next to him and scratched him behind his ears.
"So this is when you got your dragoon spirit."
Michael followed, looking very confused.
"Ok, dad. You can count on us."
"You going somewhere, dad?"
Lucrecia laid back and sighed. "I hope he's back in time for the birth." She said to herself.
