If there was one thing Fate was glad about during her time in Quarantine, it was that it was easy to keep to herself. She had come a long way from her antisocial habits after the Jewel Seed incident, but it was still a little intimidating, (what she thought was) suddenly waking up on a ship full of complete strangers.

Well... there were some familiar faces. Sort of. What she thought were just weird dreams of herself, Nanoha, and Hayate several years older turned out to be memories, even though there was no way she could have experienced any of them. She had a hard time believing some of the things she could recall actually happened...

Like the dead coming back to life. She knew very well that something like that was impossible. But those memories of meeting her mother again on the ship were too vivid to be fake. And nothing bad had happened during those encounters, so... maybe nothing bad will happen if she paid her mother another visit now.

She knew Nanoha would be upset. Angry, probably. But she couldn't just let this chance pass her by. So instead of heading towards the apartment in the City where she remembered sharing with Nanoha, she turned down a different path, following that unmistakable magical signature...

This was an illusion. Precia knew that; she herself had been the one to program the parameters for this particular place. Still, as she sat with the (false; she knew it was false, even if it felt real) sun at her back, a warm breeze blowing through the grass, it was all too easy to let herself believe it.

She smiled, picking daisies and braiding them together. "Alicia? Here you go." A small girl with blonde hair came over to her, and Precia crowned her with those daisies. "My pretty princess."

This couldn't last forever, she knew that perfectly well. But...as it was, she could stay a while longer.