I smile, and remember when Mute was happy with Winter. Though, they had different bodies then, as did I.
What happened that day. Well, from what I remember, I stayed with Winter near the Core, I was only on the opposite side of the room. While the others had run, I had cast my most powerful charm yet, and it had stung to let everyone go, but I used the strange name I had given the body I was possessing to eradicate all memories of him. No one would remember me, and no one had to worry. But I spared Winter's memory. She knew the sacrifice I paid that day when the Core opened on the side I was on. I had trapped myself within the Core, facing the burning white heart and the pain of it all, for what seemed like thousands of years before this body died, and it had set me free. But I sacrificed Gwenyvier. Or what seemed to be my sister. The only one who could understand me was gone, replaced by something else. I had only been missing from the mortal world by seconds. I didn't have to go back, but...I needed to see Winter through. To this day she doesn't know what the Key to Protocol 13 is, it only seems like some words she heard the planet shout.
Mute was still crying when Winter knelt next to him, and whispered, "Topo? May I speak with you?" It was then Xindao walked over to him, saying, "Mute, I know what it's like to be silent, and it was horrible...and if this is a way to stop it, to let your voice be free, to be happy...I think you should take the deal...she's about to offer you" Mute glanced at both of them, then tucked his blanket back into his backpack. To Xindao, he nodded, and smiled. To Winter, he bit his lip, then moved backwards a little. He looks around, and offer Winter and Xindao a chocolate biscuit. Mute then did some hand signals, "Whenever you're ready, Winter." He edged a little closer to Winter, then drew his blanket around their shoulders.