"Everything...." she said a bit cryptically, honestly, Michiru should be proud. She took a deep breath as she held onto her, not really wanting to let go, not just yet.

She looked up, she was much older, of course, not the same little girl when they had first met, not even just after Galaxia, but more to her as well.

"I wish..." she swallowed as she bowed her head again. "I wish I was enough... that we were enough, but I'm not. Please, please help us."