Hattori held her and caressed her.
"They must have obtained a ship somehow."
"Either that, or the children can."
"He most likely took after his human parent, meaning that his father was human and his mother was keldon. He wouldn't have been wrapped in that cloth otherwise as humans are forbidden to hold a position in the temple."
"I'll hold on to them for you."
"I would have to say he's half blood, as he has no wings."
"It's alright, dear." Hattori said before wiping her tears and kissing her.
Michael examined the cloth. "This cloth is definately keldon in origin. It looks like part of a priestesses robe."
"I'll have a hard time explaining it to the kids."
"That feather was from a keldon wing."
"I couldn't stand to be apart from you, but I would wait for you for as long as it takes."
"Do you remember your parents Riku?"
"You can tell me if you want to, Arisa. I won't be mad if you don't want to tell me."
"There's always the possibility."
"What did he mean by that?"
"For all we know, you could be keldon. My dad has silver hair."
"Fighting the shadows can sometimes be a trial."
"They might have gone to other worlds."
"We'll have plenty to teach the children."
"No one has seen a wingly in centuries."
