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Despite being told not to, It was only natural that Maka would leave the infirmary station just as soon as she could move again. She wasn't a fan of being laid back. Even when resting she often looked to have a comfortable place to lean back. Perhaps a snack to add for a good lecture.

And so, while the security was lowered it was just as easy for the Spartoi to leave the medical halls and head for a friendlier area to recreate herself.

"How long was I out?"

The more he looked the least she could tell about the assault on death city. The people did one heck of a job since only small fragments of destruction remained within her line of sight. Still she remembered her way into the library, as it was like ridding a bicycle. Hard to forget once you got used to it.

Thinking about escaping back to her house she ended up not doing so, it would surely be the first place where they would seek for her. Second perhaps to the library. But even so, maybe if she remained within the installations they would actually allow her to roam around. Which would be a big plus considering she had been isolated most of the time for individual inspections. If one could only knew how much she had missed Soul ever since, but even within the secret infirmary it was hard enough to locate the exit. It would take her ages to find Soul. And thinking about the Death scythe, the most obvious action to take was to leave the installation and seek for a recreational area. Should he be looking for her it would be this place.

"Maybe I should try the music room next. Just in case."

Pondered over it while looking through the bookshelves. The nostalgic feeling of being a student. It was a pleasant experience to begin her awakening.

Shifting through the pages, Albarn was enjoying while the memories flew back to her. Slowly but surely rebuilding the last years of her life.
Everything was just fine, she was focused on a simple problem of logic, nothing that could keep the brains of the spartoi for much. However
as she enjoyed the lecture something triggered off. With warm feeling in her chest, she knew it very well. While her eyes stopped scanning the puzzle, they began lifting, with deathly accuracy in the direction of a white haired girl.
Once their eyes met there was an uneasy feeling developing inside her.
"Who was she?"
for an intance she almost got her for Soul's female counterpart in the book of Eibon. But just as the flashacks were developing in that particular chapter of her life, there was a quantum jump, where she was speaking with kid about visiting the moon.
Then, there was this concert. Soul was playing, he never played with such passion until...
There it was. Soul was playing with her scythe leg sitting on a table while she was approaching from the kitchen. She was carrying a cake with just 3 candles.
There was a name on it.
"Ai..."
Words were forming but the memory wasn't over yet. The trauma of the incident still had some memories blocked but Maka was fighting desperately inside her head to get as much as she could.
In the flashback, the cake was addressed to a little girl. Despite being a simple tune, there was more passion in Soul's Birthday song than that night in the concert. That girl just in front of her was...
"Aislin Chan!"
Dropping the book she immediately stood from her place and dashed to meet up with the young meister. But once there, she couldn't contain herself.
Without a second thought her arms embraced Aislin, Maka was crying, she was happy, frustrated by forgetting about her daughter. She was confused. But everything did not matter at that point. She had found Aislin and there was no harm upon her, that made her so happy the poor girl might be start suffocating any second now.

There would be time to remember why did Maka set such distance between them, but it wasn't today. Today, Maka, probably just as Aislin, tried to regain all the time that it was lost. Hearing her child asking where had she been? How many times had she not asked her own mother that.
"I'm right here Aislin chan, I'm not going anywhere. Not anymore."
Answered, pausing her embrace as her eyes now pursued Aislin's face. She wished to see her. What a beautiful child she had. How could she be so selfish to leave Aislin alone all this time.
"Mama will stay with Aislin now okay."
She assured, trying to clean her daughter's tears while shedding her own.
She was quick to plant a kiss upon her forehead. She couldn't think of anything else but how much had she missed her.
"Aislin chan. What happened? You. You were so little back then, and now look at you. You are a lovely lady. Just how much have I been gone?"
Maka tried to understand the situation. She was still uninformed about the trauma she received during the assault on Death City so it was hard for her to resume most of what had happened.
However, having Aislin next to her made her feel safe, complete. Which was feeling she treasured above everything else.
"How have you been all this time? Please, Tell me."
The more time she spent with her, the more she grew curious about her own daughter. Sure, she still had some tears that needed to be cleaned. But she had just found Aislin she could clean them later. Right now she wished to know everything about her daughter.

Aislin words were both merry and sad to Maka, while in truth they did keep contact and like any normal parent attended to important events like her graduation, the trauma had most of her memories blocked. But something about Aislin made the process run remarkably faster.
While the Aislin spoke about her job, all he could recall were vague scenes to the city while also attending another case, but it hurt too much to remember this last one so she had to give up.
"Really?... well II supose it had been really important."
For a second, there was a glimpse of the old Maka, taking things with quite maturity, even if it looked cold hearted at times.
Yet, once Aislin Mentioned Shira and Dara, they were almost back at square one. The spartoi was confused by those names. They were but dark shadows in her memories. Unfilled blanks. But nothing a visual confirmation couldn't fix. At least while Aislin was near her.
"I'm...Really proud of you dear."
There shouldn't be a reason to keep Aislin worried about her, she could see it in her eyes.
"Now now, why don't we talk about it with lunch? I'm starving and I could really use some of the cafeteria menu."
Stated Maka, holding an arm around Aislin trying to lead the way.