sometimes your mom is your aunt, sometimes your mom is a hologram from an ancient civilization, and sometimes your mom is a lady who found you wandering around after you ran away from home for the first time and taught you what it means to be loved.

image description: [three small drawings. on top: a tiny hologram aya displays planets and stars for a tiny hana sticking his head out of a tent. bottom left: tera and her aunt embrace. they are both smiling and crying. bottom right: nev pats bon on the head. nev looks concerned but happy, and bon is blushing and crying, probably embarrassed from being so worked up over a head pat.]