Despite the strange desire not to help Mono, when he was just a hair's breadth from death, you overcame yourself and pulled him to you in time, not letting him fall, and resume the way. After going through the Pale city together, you were finally able to exhale, leaving this cursed place with him.

While you were walking through the gloomy forest, Mono squeezed your hand, leading. Suddenly, he stopped and glancing at you through the eye slots of bag on his head, speaking softly.

"Six?"