Nagito was sitting outside on the sand, just staring out into the distance and watching the water flow softly. "Even the water looks so hopeful at its calmest-"

His mouth stopped as he felt a weird sensation run through his whole body..why did he suddenly feel so soft and squishy all of a sudden? And small?

"Oh? It appears I am now a plushie.." He sounded a little unfazed until something came across his mind.

"I wonder if I can still spread hope like this.. probably not." He sighed and just sat there, thinking about his life choices and what the others would think if they saw him like this..mostly Hajime.