As the sun sets, everyone gathers to eat together. The raft is lit up by tiny balls of magical energy that float around in the air. Conveniently there is a platform on the raft where tables and chairs have been set up. Everyone is taking their place, waiting for the food to arrive.

"Is Sci in his cabin?" Lust asked, placing a plate of nicely cooked fish in front of Geno.

"He said he wasn't hungry." Geno answered.

"What about Cross?"

"He's probably still cooped up in his room." Fell stood up. "I'll go get him."

Fell walks past the tables, down a long platform and arrives at Cross' cabin. He goes to knock on the door, but he stops when he hears Cross talking. Not just talking, he's softly singing to someone. Fell holds his breath for a moment, opening the door a crack to peek inside.

Cross is sitting on his bed, Dream's golden soul cupped in his hands. His voice sounds raspy and too quiet to make out the song he's singing to the soul. Tears stream silently down Cross' cheekbones. The sad song repeats over and over from his mouth, the feeling of sorrow leaking into the darkness.

Fell closes the door, gulping, and walks away without a word.