It was early morning, and Claus and Lucas were at the graveyard. The sun had just risen, and morning air was balmy.

Claus set a bouquet sunflowers down in front of Hinawa's gravestone.

"M-Mom.."

Claus could feel the tears welling up in his good eye. Getting down on his knees, he started crying.

"I'm home, Mom.. I'm sorry."

He was sobbing uncontrollably now, gripping at the grass under him with his fingers. He felt arms wrap around his shoulders; Lucas had him in a tight embrace.

"I-I'm sorry, Lucas.." he said, sniveling. "T-This isn't like me.. At all.."

His twin hugged him tighter. "It's alright, Claus.."

Lucas placed soft kisses on his brother's cheek, caressing the redhead's hair. It was what their mother used to do. After a while, Claus, still whimpering, pulled away. He wiped his nose and eye with his shirtsleeve.

"T-Thank you, Lucas." he smiled weakly. Lucas smiled back.

"You're home, Claus. It's going to be fine."