It was a blur. A flash of a figure as Enmu wandered around the passenger’s dreams. Who was that?

Enmu impulsively followed, poking his head out of corners and trying to catch up to the mysterious person. He was drawn to them like a moth to flame. His usual sleepy and dazed eyes flicked around to try and figure out where they went.

Finally, he caught up, standing awkwardly from behind a wall and attempting to work up enough effort to speak to them. There was no way the mystery person was real. There was something odd about them. Definitely not a passenger… and not necessarily a demon either. Just… somebody.

Enmu glanced back at them as his train of thought came to a sudden pause. His cheeks were going pink at the thought of embarrassing himself in front of them.