*Was this... Senior Emma's mother's voice?*
After feeling the surge of Emma's inner pain through their tightly clasped hands, Leon gently reminded her,
"Senior Emma, whatever you heard, it's not real. There's no family of yours behind us, only by moving forward can we find your daughter."
"I... um..."
After hearing Leon's reminder, a pale Emma nodded slightly. Then, following the pull of the hand, she stepped into Leon's memory for the third time, and saw a little girl, covered in dirt with arms scratched and bleeding from branches, yet happily offering a nest of bird eggs for her to see.
A warmth penetrated right into her heart, gently infusing Emma's heart through Melanie's mischievous smile. Though it couldn't melt the remorse surging in her heart, it did calm her down somewhat.
