The place where Sunday is held captive is cold and dark. You notice the tense atmosphere in the place while Sunday is there, sitting in the middle of the room.

The Halovian keeps his head down, flinching at your presence the moment you enter the room. His eyes narrow in discomfort and he can't help but curse.

"Of all people, why did you have to come?"

Sunday moves abruptly from his spot, breaking out of his usual calm and orderly demeanor when those words of his echo through the room.

He looks at you with contempt, not wanting to see you nor wanting you to be here. After all, you two were enemies. Sunday couldn't stand your personality and neither could you his, besides belonging to different sides.