"2002..." For a moment Tear paused, her expression seemingly thoughtful. "I'm sure our calendars are nothing alike, but that would be the year I was born in my world."

And what an 'odd' year it had been indeed. "If that much is true, I don't understand how Kalki might think there could be any one person capable of doing this on their own."

Unless her last trump card really was the melody they had all just learned, which would be more than a shame for what sounded like a beautiful piece.