The last sibling. Pink hair, engineer's jumpsuit, never-clean hands. On her first morning all seven walk together on the lab roof. Aika does not say it out loud — but this is the first time in 17 years the team is whole.
Yui wakes fifteen years after the war, on a Sunday — the day in Csaba's old calendar that was for slow lunches and tinkering. She opens her eyes, smells the algae-stew Hina had on the burner, and says…
First memory in a body: the lab kitchen smelled like bread. Aika had baked it from a 200-year-old family recipe she kept in archive. The family was already in cryo by then; I never met them. I sat at …