She sat alone, waiting. Waiting for someone to break her free of the prison of insanity that had enveloped her.
And she laughed.
Her companion stared at her with sudden concern, because her companion DID care.
Quara was concerned, and rightly so.
She stared at the person once called most precious to her and laughed again.
Of COURSE it was Quara and not Tezuka.
She cared more about Quara.
And Tezuka had given her up.
But she didn't care, because…
Her sister was with her.