"I'm glad you're alright. And... I wouldn't call us friends, exactly. I hold a special place in my heart for him. But you're right, he needs people to care about him. Just as anyone does." Sunday smiles, warm, gentle. "For him to allow me to remain by his side, even if he struggles, even if things are difficult... He is very dear to me."

Ryu had thought they were solely friends... Sunday laughs, knowing that with the two of them uniting as one... Surely Ryu would find out. The halovian looks at the blue haired man for a moment, thoughtful.

"Fou-Lu's heart is kind, but deeply wounded. In this, he and I are alike, though our wounds differ. He's had time and space away from what upset him. From those that took something very dear from him. All I can hope is that he has been happier."

The halovian wanted to make him happier again, wanted to reassure the Endless' aching heart. He knows the man before him was the key to it all.

Sunday's expression is soft, sympathetic as Ryu's attention is drawn by a mirror, Fou-Lu staring back at him from within. Sunday's heart skips for a moment, thinking he was near, before realizing it was yet another reflection. This time, the halovian doesn't dare approach to see what he might find within.

"He doesn't want to take your life from you. He doesn't want to lose himself, either. I think he fears meeting you as much as he desires it."

As much as they both need it.

"We don't need to move quickly. I'm happy to spend time with you. It's. Not an easy thing to walk towards."