All these heroic efforts to prevent them from tumbling down miles of stairs were lost on Kyoko. For all that she'd been a wreck all day today, it did nothing to lessen the crash of emotion over her now. Clutching both boys as close as she could get them, Kyoko felt sure she could cry into Kaito's shirt just like this for the rest of her life.

When she finally started to run dry, Kyoko pulled back just enough to lift a hand to cup each of their faces, too distraught to even worry about how Shinji might take it. She needed to look at them.

"I--" Her voice cracked. "I'm so--" Oh never mind, the crying was not over yet actually.