[That's what people keep telling him. That maybe it's not what it seems. But every memory he receives is worse than the last, and it makes it difficult to believe good news is ahead.

He allows Rina to take his hand, tightening his grip just barely. He can feel Ruddiger pat his hair with a paw, who seems to have woken up with their soft talking.]

...I really hope you're right.

[He sighs, looking down.]

Cassandra...she's from my home. And she can remember things I don't. I don't know how much she knows, but...I feel like if the threat was gone, she would have told me.

[Right?]

Maybe I should just ask her, but...I'm scared.