Eight shakes her head. "Remembering is sometimes all that we have." She smiles, raising a hand to metropolis. "You don't know where you are now if you can't remember where you came from."

She nods, giving Little One a smile. "It is my second home. The one I left where I was born to go to. I would not know how special it was if I was born there, and I wouldn't have the same motivation here if I didn't think about going back." Her voice is gentle and calm, softly urging the importance instead of demanding it.