Lobco was convinced that something in the world had something against her. She couldn't stop herself from asking if it was some sort of vendetta directed towards her specifically, something to warrant the endless misfortunes she was always met with. This time, Lobco's luck had completely run out—she dropped her coin purse into a small hole in between a wall. Seeing the size of the hole, Lobco thought she could easily reach through and grab her purse. However, as she attempted to extract herself after retrieving her said coin purse, Lobco realized she was stuck. Lobco cursed at herself for not simply walking around the brick wall. Taking the easier route had once again led to her downfall.

She desperately attempted every possible maneuver to free herself, twisting and pulling, but nothing worked. The idea to call for help crossed her mind, but the thought of Chlomaki seeing her stuck and at a disadvantage made her hesitate. She could almost hear the teasing voice of her master, mocking her current predicament. Lobco muttered to herself in frustration, almost whining, "I just want to get out of here.... and perhaps go home."

She had always disliked Ne-no-kuni, feeling a pang of homesickness for the sea. Her best friend, Aom, popped into her mind, and her thoughts went to the good old days in the Blue Sea... The recollection of the Blue Sea caused Lobco's antenna-like ahoge's to shrivel up, and she could feel her eyes starting to water. She was hesitant, but the reality was beginning to sink in: calling for help might be the only way out of this current predicament. As much as she dreaded the thought of being seen in such a vulnerable position and the subsequent embarrassment that would follow, she knew there probably was no other option.