[ No hopes, no dreams, no wishes. Others might have raised a brow at Altria's response, but Yi Sang's eyes only soften a bit as he shakes his head. ]

It is never too late to discover or rediscover one. Perhaps there was one in the past, now obscured after being buried by time.

[ He can't exactly pass judgment on Altria, not when it hadn't been so long ago when he would have answered the same as her. Hopes, dreams, wishes -- when they felt so out of reach, it was pointless to even dare to think about them. ]

I believe we all have wings. Those who disagree may be unable to see their own, just as one cannot view their own face without a reflective surface. But a person's inability to see the pair -- it does not necessarily mean they do not exist.