Grace's eyes were covered with pure white cloth.
Although her vision was obscured, she clearly sensed Louis' presence, looked up at him, and said:
"Do not be surprised, Mr. Caesar, our reunion here is not due to genuine emotion."
After a brief pause, she softly added, "At least not on both sides. Our meeting here is merely because there is a deeper connection between us."
"Even in a dream, I dislike riddlers," Louis said, looking down at Grace. "Regardless of your reason for being here, you surely have your own reason, so..."
He lifted the saintess's pure chin with his hand, calmly asking:
"So, Grace, what do you want to tell me?"
"Beware the dark side of the Love God, but do not fear Him, for He has His fate."
"I said I dislike riddlers, right."
"Mr. Caesar, I also want to tell you that, but now is really not the time."
"Then... it is time to wake up from the dream."
"Yes, take care, Mr. Caesar, wherever you are, whatever you may face, please stay safe."
