[ Ellever's smile broadens as she accepts the pocket and glances at the writing on it. Her heart skips a happy beat as she catches sight of Fuzz. It would be cruel and unfair to have her best friend here in Beacon with her, given the lack of light, but Ellever still feels a pang whenever she thinks about Fuzz. ]

Ah.

[ Hmming, she takes the white opal out of the packet and lightly brushes it with her fingertip. The following sensation still isn't something she's used to. It rushes through her, raising the hair on the back of her neck. But this is a good one. It makes her smile brighten from the melancholy it was in. ]

That's one of mine, all right. [ She chuckles, amused that Sora, too, thinks a truck-sized moth is cute, putting the opal in her pocket. ] Fuzz, I called him. I found him in the woods when I was a kid. I was good at finding... odd, different creatures. [ Other people would say she was good at locating monsters. ] He was kind of a pain sometimes, though. Like this memory. And trying to get him to do anything he didn't want to was a complete nightmare.

[ Ellever takes a deep breath. ]

Thanks for getting it back to me.