[i]"... Anri...?"[/i] Vio stumbled forwards towards the knight, her voice simply a soft, hoarse whisper. Her expression was full of sorrow–after Anri had left, Vio was sure that she'd never be back. She still thought that she had herself in an illusion. But just to be sure... Vio staggered forwards until she was an inch away from Anna, or Anri, lifting her hands up to the sides of the knight's helmet. And slowly, she lifted her helmet of her head....