She wasn't quite at the age to understand treasuring a memory. She loved her mother, oh how she loved her mother, but it didn't necessarily meant she knew what she would think if she was gone. She had not yet been able to wonder what life would be like without her mommy--for all she knew they were together forever. It made the most sense to her; and that was fair--wasn't it? ?"why'd you leave demonotickatato?" was that what she had called her oceanic wonderland? Made sense to her and thus the child ran with it. Yellow eyes fully stared up at her--waiting and wondering what was to be told to her. she was so fascinated.
