“You still watch the rain pour, what makes it so interesting to you?”

It was cloudy, or most precisely, Raining on the streets and town below. You got used to this Artoria alter. Everyday, you would watch the rain pour down.

“I know your feeling is mournful, but there is a time and place to see something, or someone. There is always someone to watch the rain with you.”

She was right, something was better than nothing. You were a servant to a used to be alive master, now? A fool.