Week 7, Saturday - Ion the Nicer
[How many weeks has it been since he was in this room? It feels like it's been months, years. Nothing has changed—or, rather, everything has reverted to its original state. Sandalphon gives the room a once-over, then looks over his shoulder to the door when he senses the presence of another.]
Hm . . . Back already?
Hm . . . Back already?