: Selphie and Anyone ElseWhen
: Whatever you want you get.
: Open Sesame Street
Selphie was counting down the number of close friends that she had left. Think of all your friends, think of the people here who want to help you, that's the kind of things that people said to those who had a friend return home. That's almost what Guy had said to her when Kenshin left. Sure. And one of those few friends who had tried to help was back home. Disappeared. Gone - and Cain had been so helpful to her, and so friendly too. He was the first person in a very long time to open their doors to her, to treat her like a wanted guest.
This time, Selphie's energy is channelled into sheer anger, at the lovely park, of all places. If Vatheon was a person, Selphie would have slaughtered them. As it was, she has drawn a shaky outline of a human figure on a tree in the park, and has started directing heavy blows at it with her nunchaku. The young woman is getting so worked up that the occasional burst of fire appears - enough to burn the bark for just a moment. Here's hoping she doesn't start a forest fire.