[It's probably not a good idea for him to stay like this any longer, so Cielo reverts back, the transformation process reversing itself. He doesn't speak until his brand stops its glow. Cielo can't blame her wariness and tries not to be bothered by the change of tone in her voice. For everything she's done for them, they at least owe her an explanation.]

It's something that was forced on us one day.

[Everything changed then. Everything except the one thing in the Junkyard that couldn't change no matter what: the war. It simply adapted to Atma and raged on, just more brutally than before.]

As demons, we can do things we couldn't do before, like use magic. And...

[He pauses a bit. How does he explain this?]

And ever since we became demons, we changed as humans too. Started to feel things, learn what it means to be happy and sad and everything else, ja? And we started remembering things too. That's why we wanted to come here, because we remember a beach even though there's no beach where we come from.