( Sunday is one stubborn man after all, so reason will not get through to him. Even if there is a small light in the end of this reality, Mr. Gopher Wood simply him meant well all those years ago.

Sunday feels a frown creep on, watching Six losing his masked gaze in the distance. Sunday doesn’t press any further, he knows better than to do so.

Yet he reaches out to his shoulder, a daring move for all that it’s worth. He hopes he can sense the comfort of it, if Sunday’s words are useless to give him any reassurance then perhaps touch will. )

Then that aside, we should investigate the faceless crowds and try to find a way out of this realm. Did you also receive a room upon entering this beach?