“Brother, slow down~ honestly, you walk so fast,” Robin giggled, following Sunday. “Apologies, Robin. I’m excited to see our guest in the Dreamscape,” Sunday smiled. Robin agreed, surprised by his enthusiasm, noting his lack of devotion to the Aeon of Unity. Sunday dismissed her question, admitting intrigue at the Aeon’s power. He privately considered using the Aeon to his advantage, a thought that excited him. Snapped from his thoughts by Robin, he chuckled, “Stuck in my own head.” They proceeded to the main square where a crowd awaited the Aeon’s arrival. A burst of light streaked down, and the crowd gasped. Sunday watched, a ghost of a smile on his face.