Tear noticed the cadet's reaction at once, concerned by just how strongly the suggestion had affected him. While the hold on his hand may have tightened, it didn't seem like enough with the look in his eyes once they met hers, wanting to understand just what had crossed through his mind to make him react in such a way.

Rather than ask outright, she instead shifts so that her shoulder was touching his, positioning herself to be able to hold his gaze as necessary. In the meantime, she placed the hand still supporting the chick almost between them, so they could both be equally close to her encouraging presence.

"... Rem is also the name of our planet's star." She sighed, for a moment seeming as if she were going to rest her head on his shoulder before stopping. "Therefore, it also represents the sky and the dreams that come with travelling them, along with a sense of hope."

A desperate one, on more than a few accounts in her experience recalling the tower that also bore the name—similar to what she had seen in that future.

"For myself, the Sixth Fonon is the one I've felt more in tune with, after the Seventh and more than the Third, the one of wind." Going quiet, she thought briefly of the underworld she had been born into, of sometimes finding comfort when light would permeate the toxic landscape.

But now that she had given more of her reasoning, she looked to Ace again questioningly. If there was something they needed to talk about now it would be his choice to make, but she didn't want to force him either.