You know, it's sort of funny... adjusting to a new place, a time and world so different from the one you knew in life, is just part of what being a Heroic Spirit is, right?

[ A small laugh, though it didn't seem to be that sincere, shifting her gaze to the evening sky above. The colors of the sunset were fading away to deep blues and purples, and the twinkle of the early twilight stars were starting to come out. ]

Yet... this place in particular has been pretty rough for me to get used to. I have no Master here, no prize to fight for, a goal that seems... nebulous and vague, in how we're meant to achieve it. All these different people from different worlds...

I've had to confront some things I don't think I would have, before...