A smile blossomed over her lips when Mo said that she had remembered, and she was only too happy to follow along behind her, fingers twined, eyes set on the darkness of the back of the other's hair. Emma said little as they walked, letting Mo lead the way, content to follow, to be near and to remember all those days they had spent together, way back when life was still as uncomplicated as it was now.
Several minutes into their walk, Emma took a few quick steps, catching up to walk beside her, arm swinging in a cheerful manner. "Where are we going, anyways? To a park? Maybe to play on the swings or..." Her voice trailed off and she bit her lip once more, humming for a moment, the song that of the koto from their phone call.