Alice grasps Mr.Y's hand with both of her scarred ones. "Mr.Y..." She started with worry and sincerity in her voice, but she gave up trying to convince him to get some rest. "What you've been writing... It really isn't that bad. But... I'd like to hear what you've been working on sometime." A little smile spread on her face, she'd really become close to Mr.Y during her time at Phantasma.
He gave the girl a soft smile. Over the pastyears, this girl had been the only one he showed any kindness to. She was the only one he did not take his anger and sadness out on. “It is not any good, I’m afraid. I havenot written anything of worth for nearly a decade. Not since...before I came here.”














