Vashen saw the sad smile and a little of his hope swindled, unsure of what would actually happen in the future. Would she need to learn of him all over again? Would she regain her memories? It was all one question after the other. He then noticed that something was happening to Fisraee, that her eyes and expression had seemed to take a change.<br/><br/>When she leaped off the bed and spun around in circles Kotaro blinked. What was happening to her right now? Giving him a wicked grin Vashen thought he recognized the type of tone she gave. "Firrae?" Had she now taken control as well? It was like the body itself was just a costume being worn by others again and again.<br/><br/>She then gave a speech of taking down the Mayor of the city, staring into the mirror.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Yeah, only she could be this excitable and brusque.</span><br/><br/>When she spun back around her smile had gone, telling him that the very next day she may take the throne, as was her age accustomed. Vashen stood up and cracked his knuckles. "Alright, I'll follow your lead then. But be careful alright? I don't want any of you getting hurt again."