[She looked long and hard at the fragment, fighting to recall anything that could help. All she knew was that she felt... drawn to it. Her hand even twitched to touch it, but she withdrew in time.]

I feel... a comfort from it. A song, too. That song that started all of this.

[She furrowed a brow. Nothing seemed to be playing at the moment, but she still bobbed her head a little.]

But I imagine it's like home again, and nobody can hear this one but me. Perhaps the other me can hear it, too.

It's been so long that I forgot how lonely it was, this Echo...