[The threads and the darkness around them melt away, placing both Brianna and Liandrin on the other side of an observation window. They're standing beside the Lopezes: younger, soft with exhaustion, but happy.
Her mother is touching the window, her fingers grazing over one particular child in a crib.
Isn't she beautiful, honey?
Yes. Yes she is.
They watch as they turn to each other and smile. Brianna's father threads one arm over his wife's shoulders and pulls her closer.
The dream fades away, bringing them back to center of the Tapestry.]
no subject
Her mother is touching the window, her fingers grazing over one particular child in a crib.
Isn't she beautiful, honey?
Yes. Yes she is.
They watch as they turn to each other and smile. Brianna's father threads one arm over his wife's shoulders and pulls her closer.
The dream fades away, bringing them back to center of the Tapestry.]
Your parents really love you.