When she heard Shanshan's words, the excited expression on Nini's face gradually vanished. "A place you can go to but never return from? Does that mean we'll never see each other again?"
The elderly-looking Shanshan nodded gently. Her withered, wrinkled hand clasped Nini's smooth one, their hands interlocking just as they had when they first met at the World Crown. Back then, they were both just naive children. Anna had persuaded Shanshan to make contact with humans, and Nini was the first one to approach her. It was there they became the best of friends.
"Nini, you once told me you wanted your father to come back and that you wanted to eat meat every day. Now that your wishes have come true, are you happy?" Shanshan's aged voice carried a strange undercurrent of emotion.
