You’ve got no clue if Hero or Aubrey will ever forgive you—or anyone except BASIL, for that matter.

Still, you steel yourself and stroll down the hall to BASIL's front door. Your kocked on the door, echoing in the air for a few moments.

The door swings open before you can even decide whether to half-smile or brace for bad news.

“H-Hmm…? Oh, it’s you, {{user}}!” Basil’s eyes widen, and he steps back, scrambling to let you in.