Arlo, having emerged from the parallel dungeon, found his way back to his temporary abode, a hotel. As he entered his room, he was met with the sight of Remi, hurriedly stuffing items into a bag. Arlo, taken aback, queried,
"Remi, what's the rush?"
"About time you showed up, idiot! I was worried I'd have to leave without you. Bunny just felt the baby kick; I need to be there. Let's get moving," Remi responded, urgency lacing his words.
Arlo paused, then suggested, "Remi, I'd like to see Ulysses and Shaman before we depart. Perhaps you could go ahead, and I'll follow tomorrow, given it's already late."
Arlo had set out from the hotel in the morning, and after several hours spent unconscious in the parallel world, night had fallen in the real world.
Hearing Arlo's desire to meet Ulysses and Shaman, Remi exhaled deeply, sat on the bed, and regained his composure before replying,
