Aoi wanted to protest, "Rex, what is wrong?" she asked, confused. She sat at the table as Rex left, realizing that he must have learned much as he sped up his body and left the shop. She sank back into the chair, staring at his empty coffee cup. He was gone, but he said he would come back. She had to hold onto that, she had to hope that he would return unharmed. She looked down at her paper, letting their conversation sink in. Now that he was gone, she let out the grief she had held in, just 3 tears and it was over. She sat up straight, she was determined to find a way to help him.