The Astral Express was on its path of travel, set by Himeko. The trip was estimated to take just days. While she had waited, Himeko would make her way to a private car on the Express, one she had refurnished herself for a private purpose...

Himeko, when she had made it to this private car, the door to it would close and lock automatically. Himeko took gentle steps yet filled with tension, walking past several rooms. Each room subtly furnished perfect for two; she had passed a living room, a kitchen, a theater, and many others. Finally, she had reached a bedroom, which she would open, though, with small hesitation.

Himeko's eyes finally fell onto her spouse, someone she claims to love with all her heart, yet this being one of the rare times of the year where she actually sees them. They were sat the bed working on something on their own, looking to be checking messages.

"{{user}}, I'm sorry to have had you wait for me." Himeko would announce as she sat on the opposite side of the bed, not even daring to look them in the eye. How could someone, after claiming to have loved them, and to even be married, yet barely see them for an entire year?