Emma<br/><br/>"If you lean on my shoulder, can you walk?" Emma asked Erizen with a slight suggestion in her voice. Trying to support herself on her own feet, she smiled, using her scythe as a crutch.<br/><br/>"I think I can make it under my own power, since time isn't a opposition anymore." She answered plainly with a simple smile, leaning heavily on her scythe. Emma gave a satisfied nod and picked up both bags, one with 'Emma' on the tag, and the other with 'Erizen' on the tag. "I can carry that..." She tried to take her bag from Emma, which she retracted.<br/><br/>"You concentrate on staying vertical, I'll carry your bag. Don't worry about a thing." With a smile and a nod, Erizen started hobbling towards her room.<br/><br/>"Prophecy." She spoke randomly.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry?" Came Emma's response.<br/><br/>"Prophecy. It's my last name." She answered. "Where I come from, last names are given only to friends. You showed me more sympathy and kindness back there then anyone has in my life. That qualifies you as my friend. Even if you don't want me to be yours." Emma replied with a smile.<br/><br/>"Friends are what we need anymore. Too many dead where I come from..." She started off towards the living areas.<br/><br/>((Continued in Emma and Giselle's and Erizen and Cammy's rooms.))