Schuldig was the first to wake up. He knew it because the minds around him were still faint like whispers, not really real to the world by now. He breathed in deeply and felt his body. It was as long as it used to be and mostly hairless. His teeth were no longer pointy and his tongue could not reach his nose if something tickled it. For such purpose he had his hands back and feet to put into proper shoes. Yes, he really was human again. As human as a well-trained telepath was able to be. He grinned and opened his eyes.

The others were still sleeping. Crawford was leaned back against a chair, Farfarello laid flat on his back with Nagi slumped to his side. Weiß was no different, scattered around on the floor of the laboratory. Dr. Nishimura was missing, but Schuldig was sure, they would find a way to get back to her later. He wanted to get up, when someone of the other side started so move. To his surprise it was girl-Aya, who sat up first and rubbed her eyes. Eyes that were no longer brown but a dark shade of blue and still full of depths. They met his and he winked at her.

"Wakey-wakey princess. Again. You must have slept enough for the next three years."

She smiled. "I feel like I have slept long enough for an entire life time." She got up, slowly as if to test her regained limbs. When she was sure, they carried her well enough, she stepped up to him and bowed her head.

"I want to thank you. You have brought me back to life. I will never forget that."

He wanted to come up with a cruel reply, to crack a tacky joke about foolish young girls, but he just couldn't. Her serenity was taking it all away leaving him somehow weak and defenseless. He was used to people who thought one thing and did another. Someone being so honestly grateful towards him was something he could not deal with. Something he wanted to hurt, to crush, to begrime until it was unrecognizable. Instead he nodded slightly. He knew, this was only her doing, her gift forcing him to be nicer than he intended to be, but he could take care of that later. Much later after he had talked to Crawford about this untrained talent and what they would make of it. Maybe the oracle had had a vision about that as well.

"Take care, princess," he replied and got up. He felt the awakening of many minds out there and he wanted to get the news from their experience as animals first hand. How much they remembered, how much they regretted. Tokyo was bound to have a hell of a hangover and it promised to be a whole lot of entertainment for him.

Music: What does the fox say (reprise) - Ylvis