[She also remembers that day well, and although the memory itself is a bit sour, they wouldn't be where they are today if it weren't for it. This family that they have created together would not exist if it he hadn't found this tree, lost his memories, and maybe even not if she hadn't found him her.
So strange to think how so many of those roads leads to here...
She stares at him first—wait, there's more?—before padding after him.]
... And the dogs wanted you to be the ward. Their new guardian.
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So strange to think how so many of those roads leads to here...
She stares at him first—wait, there's more?—before padding after him.]
... And the dogs wanted you to be the ward. Their new guardian.
[Her voice is soft. Fond. Though, a little sad.]