A love willing to wait forever for the objects of its love to return, a jealous love willing to cling to what it cherishes and never let it leave, a love that could stand alone at the end of time, that promises to never leave those who carry it in their hearts to the cruelty of loneliness, ever again. A vengeful, forgiving love, the kind that could teach even the charmless, the tunelessly empty, how to sing along with its heart-swelling chorus.

An inescapably true love. Angelfish wouldn't remember, probably, but - it makes Yuzu think of what Starfish must have been trying to offer her, those times she would sing to Yuzu with her pretty voice. Yuzu didn't understand, then, but she thinks now she'd like to return the kindness she was given, someday. She'd like to see Starfish happy.