At the chapel door, Monika hesitates. A chapel would hold monks, and monks... could be dangerous. This could mean her life. Nevertheless, she walks through, thanks Cassius, and holds her breath.

He nods goodbye to her, but she's setting down her stuff so she doesn't see. The bag of books placed in a neat stack beside the box. Sitting on the box, she slumped against the wall, rubbing her head. Her breath seems to become shaky again, but you could only really tell if you were paying attention.

She sat like this for a long while, waiting. What for? Even she didn't know. Maybe she was waiting for Cassius to come back. Maybe for Skurr to wake up. Maybe for divine retribution. Maybe.. maybe someone know where Georges could be. His note was still in her pocket.