[ While she is still a bit tired and emotional, Sasha knows that she has things to do -- such as attending Swordsmanship class, checking in on the Defense Force and perhaps stopping by the Devil's Compass and the library. As she looks out the glass of the window however, she sees a vision of a golden light, tearing away at a dark figure from the body of a young, fair-haired boy.
At another instance -- may it be another window, the glass cover of a display cabinet, or the reflective surface of the oven, she sees three children, chatting and laughing under a tree on a sunny day.
Sasha regards the images with sad eyes, but never does she turn away. In fact, she reaches out when she sees them, as if to hold on to something she might not ever touch again. ]