"Hahahahaha, Pandora is such a lunatic." I laugh watching this future; it's so hilarious to watch Pandora in the Abyss.
"Mama Grimm, what does that mean!! Are you seeing Mama Pandora?!! Where? Can I see?" Azazel asks rapidly as we eat together at dinner, one of the things we always do alone to have our time together.
"Ah, Azazel, there's no way I can show her. It's 'that thing,' remember?" When I say this, she gets disappointed. There's no way I can show the future I see to others; besides, there are millions to billions of futures with differences. You can't even try to talk about each one.
"That's boring... I wanted to see Mama Pandora!! She left and will take a long time to come back." She says, drinking a glass of blood while falling silent. I return my attention to the future.
