I was so happy when Bason said I could come along. But there was a catch. He wanted to know my sisters name. That wasn't to bad. "My sisters name is LaLa. She always had this strange dream of wanting to fly..." I smiled. " i remember how she would go out and collect bird feathers. She thought that if she collected enough then she could fly, taping them to her arms. One time I was doing my school work and she was counting her feathers in my room. She was disturbing me so I snapped at her that she would never be able to fly. She threw her collection of feathers at me and ran out of my room."

"Anyway. Are you satisfied? Let's go this way." I started walking to my right. What I would do to hear her count those feathers all over again.