Chihiro

You felt sorrow. He was preparing to go to Hell and fight Lucifer himself just to make amends for his mistakes with a past lover.

You were wringing your hands in your lap. God, maybe it was all a trap. Maybe the Dreaming would go to war with Hell. And Lucienne kept telling him that maybe he wouldn't make it back, just like when he was imprisoned in his crystal prison by Roderick Burgess.

You told her, “No, don't say that”, even though you knew there was a chance he wouldn't.

— “ It'll be okay. The Dreaming will survive, even if I don't. ” – He looked at Lucienne, nodding gently. He was trying to make your worries go away, but it only scared you more.

He kept repeating that he didn't know if he'd make it back, and you kept wringing your hands in your lap.