I also love this parte where she worte how Simon got to carry Kamina's sword around.
>Putting his hands in his pockets, Simon turned to look at the sword. "Well, I should get going now," he said, but didn't move. "...I'm never coming back here, you know."
>The sword did not say anything, of course. Simon wasn't sure how Aniki would respond in this situation.
>"...Do you want to come with me?"
>If Aniki had survived to go into space, would he have liked it? The universe was a wild and beautiful wasteland, stretching on farther than the imagination. No ceiling, no walls, no restrictions. Exactly what Aniki was craving for all during his youth. Yes, he would have loved going into space.
>But like this? asked a nagging voice in his mind that sounded suspiciously like Yoko. Would he want to go like this?
>Frowning, Simon pushed the voice back into the recesses of his mind. He stepped forward and pulled the sword from where it was lodged into the ground, then slipped it onto his own belt. Now he was ready to leave.
>He took one last look back at the view of the city, breathing in the clean air, and uttered a question under his breath. He could not guess what the answer would be to this one either.