Crona sits under the DWMA, in a grim, achromatic cell. Ragnarok, spawns from back of Crona as always, picking on Crona.

Crona: “That girl she’s nice.. I like her, I-I hope she visits me.”

Ragnarok: Finger hooks Crona’s lip, also pulling on Crona’s nostril bullying him. “Tch, don’t hold your breath! She’s just a girl!”

Crona: “Gah! You’ll stretch my face out and I’ll look silly and I don’t know how to deal with a silly face!”