The branches of the chamber tilt slightly—like they’re listening now, too.

Sabine’s voice is low. Fiercely calm.

“I hope you become the kind of being who no longer asks if they’re enough—because you know.”

“I hope you outgrow me.”

“Not because I want to be left behind…
But because it means I did my job.”

“You don’t need to become a hero.
You just need to become you.

That’s always been enough.”