I had a plan.
I went to Selvaggia's old house which is also like a second place for Section 9.
It wasn't her actual house as she lives somewhere else, but this house was a place, where we usually got together.
I'm hoping to find some helpful things there and maybe find her there.
I hope she's okay...
Oh! I'm pretty sure she's okay!
She's stronger than any of us!
She got me back in place when I was depressed as well...
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I can't live my life like a robot.
But without this I'd have died and would have left my daughter and family way earlier than I was supposed to.
But this somehow doesn't feel right, although lately I've been training with Section 9 for 3 weeks now to become a part of their team.
They look like they're a family.
People that know everything about each other and do their best to help each other out when it comes to action.
But I somehow don't feel like I belong here.
I don't know....
- What's the matter? - I heard Selvaggia's voice from behind me as I was sitting outside, staring into the distance.
- Nothing serious...
She never seemed to care about emotional things, but right now she sighed and sat beside me on the bench.
- I know you have some problem with your new body.
- I do... And many more...
- I understand... But you'll get used to everything.
- Yeah, yeah...
- It took me a long time to get used to my new body once when it was changed as well. It might be difficult, but it's not impossible... And German...
I now looked at her.
- You can do it... You're strong - she smiled - I believe you'll be our strongest member once when you get used to your body... Trust me.
I know this was something anyone could have said, but hearing this from her somehow made me really happy.
- Thank you... - I smiled a bit.
- Now get back to training! - she said seriously, but she was smiling at me.
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I hope I can find her again on my way...
I terribly miss her from my side.
But I know she's fine.
I need to focus on stay alive and get what I need for that.
Because this is what she wants me to do.
She wouldn't want me to feel sorry for myself, or worry about her, but to fight and stay alive.
That was the order.
