Trapped by the thorny magical arts of her own creation, Kohana has fallen into a deep sleep. In a world blanketed with snow, Kohana was about to give up on everything.
Teika and the others sit by Kohana and convey to her their gratitude and hopes for the future in their own words. However, not even their passionate words reach Kohana's closed off heart. As the boys consider what to do next, Teika realizes there may be a way to help Kohana.
Conveying my feelings through my fingertips
أنقلُ مشاعري من خلال رؤوس أصابعي
Meine Gefühle übertragen
sich über meine Fingerspitzen.
transmito lo que siento por 
las puntas de mis dedos.
transmito lo que siento 
por las puntas de mis dedos.
Prends conscience
des sentiments que l’on t’exprime
Con le punte delle dita
 trasmetterò i miei sentimenti
Expressando meus 
 sentimentos com meus dedos