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I watched Raina flee the scene. Takedown, the Demons, Raina's patterns... it'll all happened so fast. I dropped my Octobrush, feeling a sense of regret as Raina slowly faded into the distance. What if she was telling the truth? And she wasn't working with Sei? I glanced up at Moira. I was speechless, barely processing what had just happened.
"...what do we do now?" I said. "She was our leader. She... she lied." The word left a bitter taste in my mouth. I would've never known. Was Raina's plan to hide it from us forever? Or hide it from us until she couldn't keep it secret anymore? Either way, she had still lied to us.
"I don't know, Bo," Moira said, with a certain tone that I couldn't quite discern. It sounded... angry, but also upset. I would think that I should be able to tell my own older sisters tone of voice, but I guess not. Apparently, I can't notice anything anymore. I didn't even notice one of my closest friends was lying to me for years.
"We... we can't just go back on stage!" I exclaimed. "The entire world... they saw the demons on stage! Oh Cod, what do we tell Celine? What do we say to Bobby?-"
"We can't let our guard down," Moira said simply. "We go back on song, and accept rewards. Without Raina."
"We saw what happened on that stage! Well, we didn't see it... we heard it, though!" I objected. "Even then, all our songs are three part harmonies!" How could Moira suggest that we can just... waltz out there like nothing happened? Like Raina didn't just flee the venue. "What if she was telling the truth?" I said, "what if she was using Sei? To achieve the Golden Honmoon? We were so close... I could see it within our grasp before the demons tricked us."
"Listen to me, Dumbolina!" Moira snapped. I flinched at the usage of my full name. "We check the venue, we check the Honmoon. Then, what should we do? We go back out on that stage. We accept our rewards."
"...will we even get any?" I whispered. "The leader of PR1SMA has just left, we'll fall down the charts. Quickly."
"Bo, just do what I'm saying," she responded. "We've already lost Raina, we can't argue. I knew a friendship this good wouldn't end well." And with that, she walked away, closer to the front of the venue. I trailed behind her, feeling a sense of regret. Was it Moira and I? Did she not feel that we were trust worthy enough? Were we too distant? A million questions raced through my head, feelings overwhelming me. However, something caught my attention. I noticed a rift in the ground as the fading lines of the Honmoon appeared.
"Moira, Moira!" I called desperately. "The Honmoon!" Moira turned around, immediately shifting her sights to the ground. I saw her eyes go wide, as wide as possible. I could feel my heart shattering. "The Honmoon, it's tearing itself apart!" (And then the storyline goes on from there.)