Mari had been keeping close to Sunny, even offering a comforting hand to hold if he should like. She was no stranger to his fears and sadly this place seemed to contain a lot of them...

She didn't move faster than he would like, although she did try to keep them at pace with the rest of the group should he lag behind. She almost breathed a sigh of relief when they were walking across the water- surely this was as bad as it got?

She was wrong. Once the voices started, she tried to pick them out- only recognizing the one as their Father's. Surely Sunny heard the same lecture as her? When she had gotten injured he had been there as well... so the words she was hearing wouldn't hurt him?

How wrong she was. The longer she listened- she really tried not too but with the constant repeating of the phrases she found herself focusing harder- the more she could pick out little things. She froze- noticing that as she listened to her lecture, there was another set of phrases overlapping with hers. The same voice- their Father- and yet these are words she'd never heard before. And they tore at her heart... they must have been from after she'd...

No... I tore us apart... and Sunny... Whatever panic she might have felt was pushed down as she suddenly embraced him.

"Don't listen to him... it's not your fault... it never was..." I'm right here... and this time, I'm not leaving...