Young love was always doomed, at least that is what Aeris tells herself after the boy she was involved with romantically got into strife, and was lucky to have Aeris there to catch his soul with a vessel. The boy's family were spiritsmiths, and wracked with guilt, her very own ghost mail was made with the captured soul, the boy's brother forging it for her.

Such an experience has made her awkward at the idea of such intimacy, but has only recently begun to coax herself out of this shell and move on with her life. She had drifted from the boy's family, but Parumora was filled with other smiths. Aeris began to branch out more, make herself happy and others too, but there were those days she did not want to leave her small home and exist in her darkened bubble.