As the two stood in the garden thinking things over, there came what could be considered a reply to their inquiries: a bright flash of light indicating another star-shaped object. It appeared between them and hovered in midair, waiting for one of them to grab it.

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[Congratulations, You've earned an Appeal! Specifically, an appeal of happiness and contentment with one's family. This little representation of the memory can be kept by anyone and shared between anyone that asks for it, in the same 'space' one would keep a Keyblade. It's up to those present who would like to hang on to the Appeal for now.]