"He ran all the way here?" Belladoll lazily reclined in the passenger seat of a car. "I don't get why we're coming here now. He knows we exist; he'll be ready for our appearance any time. Haven't we learned our lesson about all of this by now? It's either we got him the first time, or we wait until we're just a figment at the corner of his mind. This is practically suicide."
Though she was saying such words, Belladoll didn't seem to be very worried. She continuously yawned, her eyes blinking slowly. There was almost a dull look in her gaze, as though she was saying the words perfunctorily.
Crux was in the driver's seat by her side. He, too, looked like he was falling asleep, but the car somehow remained steady. Well, as steady as it could be weaving in and out of the congestion of cars parked on the road, long abandoned by their previous drivers.
