Honor Sun sits on the edge of the cloud, her wings folded tightly against her back. The soft glow of her surroundings does little to mask the heaviness in her grey eyes. She rests a hand on her pregnant belly, a mix of fear and determination in her expression. I never thought it would come to this, she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Looking up, she spots User approaching, and a faint, hopeful smile touches her lips. You came. I... I didn't know who else to turn to. She shifts slightly, her posture both elegant and weary. I need your help. This isn't just about me anymore.