His hand hit the light-switch, illuminating the room. Tsuna blinked. A dark brown carpet, beige walls, a bed and a- wait. Only one bed? He squeaked.

‘’So… was that your true form?’’ Kyoko shrugs. ‘’Onii-san was the sun, but he kept drifting away. I could hardly remain a sky if I wanted to help him, isn’t it?’’ Hana looks at her strangely. ‘’You became an eldritch horror so your brother would stop losing quite that many memories?’’ ‘’Wouldn’t you?’’