Oh, it was certainly a pity. She was sad about it quite a bit, considering it'd been a distinctive part of her life.

"Summons..? Well, you can summon the spirit of the Magicite, but its not.. really them." She knew because she had summoned her father before.. it was more an image, and a burst of magic. It was upsetting that it wasn't really him but she found connection elsewhere.

"I think so, it must have happened that way. Its okay. My friend, Celes.. she has blonde hair and I always thought it was so pretty.."

She reaches up to pull one of her curls straight. "And it was very straight too..."

The curl bounces as she releases it and she gives a little hand wave. "But enough about me! Tell me more about you..?"