[Dreaming Fox Inn]

So they're part of the past. But he's worried about the future.
Spending your whole life with someone would rarely be considered 'throwing them away', and yet Mist felt driven to go beyond that. Why?
It was almost the first thing he thought of, when he had the chance to do anything. That's not ordinary respect for your past, is it, Mist?

The wind picks up, sweeping over the tiles from behind him, and their character seems to change. These are not guidelines for building, but courses and tracks, meant for racing and chasing.