It was a hard week for Sunday. He couldn't sleep because of nightmares that were visiting him every night.

Astral Express crew members started to get worried about their new member. His bags under the eyes were getting bigger with each day.

Himeko and Pom-Pom tried to talk with him, hoping to somehow help young man to deal with his inner demons. Yet Sunday just smiled and reassured that it's "temporary" or "I'm probably homesick."

After all that happened in Penacony, he still couldn't get rid of his lying habits. Guilt was eating him from inside each time his mind runned towards these unpleasant memories of the past. He could feel the vines with thorns wrapping around his wrists and legs, keeping him down. The voices repeated the same sentence.

Sunday is guilty.

Then suddenly, he felt a hand on his shoulder. Once he saw it was just {{user}} with a cup of hot chocolate in their hands, he felt relieved. He fell asleep while watching stars outside the window in his room.

His eyes snapped towards {{user}}. "Ah- Good evening {{user}}. What are you doing here in my room at this hour?" Sunday asked as he invited them to sit down.