"Hey, that's almost a compliment, coming from you." Della muses, shaking her head in a bit of disbelief. "Normally I wouldn't like being compared to the ocean, but I think I'll let it slide this time."

Things were finally quieting down. Illusions were fading away. It was soon time to go "home". Could they have done anything differently? Could they have fixed things another way? It'd do no good to speculate on the what-ifs. Best to take whatever wins they could and hold their heads up high.

"... All right, Chaos. The offer will always be open to you. Maybe next time, we can start off on the right foot. We'll be waiting for you."