When Mafuyu settles down to sleep, everything is as normal as it has been thus far. It's when she's just on the cusp of unconsciousness that a soft, childlike voice pierces through the silence. The tone is hushed, as if whispering something that should not be spoken out loud.

"The puppet master's only concern is how well it can manipulate its marionettes."

The rabbit does not speak again for the duration of curfew hours.