Clearer
Possibly due to, and reasonably so, lack of care, most things I think of are usually passing blurs. I never make much effort to take place a vivid memory.
But with Riko, not only does the vision of her burn deeply, but also the presence, the voice, her personality.
When walking around, I now begin to imagine her. Fully aware she isn't actually there, I still like to picture her standing around. I pass conversation, thinking that one is actually taking place. I don't think I have ever felt such balance and tranquility.
No need to grow bitter over humanity, just simply have Riko around. All is fine.