[Written]
[The advent of spring is beautiful in a mikan orchard. Small white blossoms are everywhere between the leaves, and while there's little to no fruit on offer, it's more than enough of a sight for a mother and daughter to make the trip up here; ostensibly to survey the grove for any damage done in the last of winter, but it's just an excuse.
It's the first time Nami gets to share this sight with Bellemere in nearly twelve years.
Maybe she can be thankful that you stayed long enough for this, mama.
She doesn't come home that day. It's only towards afternoon that she reaches for her journal, writing in impersonal black strokes. It's okay. It's really okay. It's really...
This is Luceti. It was never going to last.]
Bellemere's gone.
It's the first time Nami gets to share this sight with Bellemere in nearly twelve years.
Maybe she can be thankful that you stayed long enough for this, mama.
She doesn't come home that day. It's only towards afternoon that she reaches for her journal, writing in impersonal black strokes. It's okay. It's really okay. It's really...
This is Luceti. It was never going to last.]
Bellemere's gone.
[Voice]
Oh Nami. He knows too well that nothing he can say will make this better. If you're feeling anything like he did when Rem left, then it feels like you've just lost your mother all over again.]
I'm so sorry, Nami.
[And if she answers that or not. Vash will be staying long hours at Good Spirit's tonight. Just in case there's someone who might need extra company there later. He'll be staying until they kick him out.]