Oz relaxed at the mention of a seer. "You mean Alvira, right?" He nodded, "Alright then, shallwe continue?"<br/>He lanced at Celris, who was fuming.<br/>"Go home now."<br/>Neff looked confused, "I don't know where that is."<br/>Celris growled, "Leave THIS place. I have the uncanny habit of murdering my siblings."<br/>It hurt her to say that, but her anger gave way to fury when the other Feral tilted his head, "Siblings? Lucky we're not related."<br/>She let out a hiss of rage as Neff made his escape,  running towards the doll and scooping him up from the sand. "Up the hill?"<br/>He continued in the way the doll had been going while Oz held back Celris, who was spitting curses.<br/>He frowned, glancing over his shoulder at her, "I think she knows me."<br/>Celris spotted the patterns on his back, one blob-like white wing on his left shoulder, one black wing on his right. She frowned, "Neff...you can't remember anything?"<br/>Neff heard her, and looked backwards, "No. Everything's...fuzzy."<br/>She nodded and fell silent.<br/>Oz glanced at her, "Another sibling?"<br/>"The last one. And we're marching into HighBreed territory when he can't keep his memories , nevertheless his thoughts."<br/>She followed, shoulders slumped. "He's gonna die, like all the others. I just know it."<br/>Oz didn't know how to reply and didn't, but remained close, keeping a hand on her arm.<br/>Neff frowned. When he wasn't looking at her his mind was so...clear. He glanced back and felt the fog return. He made sure to keep his face forward as he trudged up the hill.