But Lynn still frowned slightly, his gaze faintly dazed as he instinctively looked at his little finger again.
He remembered the figure he had dimly glimpsed in the deepest reaches of the Sea of Consciousness just before he surfaced.
He sat there in a daze.
For a moment, he failed to hear the voices around him.
"Lynn, are you all right?"
Madam Doll came over anxiously and looked at Lynn, who was sitting beside the bed, as she asked in concern.
Lynn instantly came back to himself, then shook his head and adjusted the Monocle.
"Don't worry. I'm fine."
Madam Doll's breathing quickened. "Did it work?"
Lynn paused, then a faint smile appeared on his face. He turned his hand over and gave her a thumbs-up.
"It should be all right. I've found her subconscious. As long as her perception changes, I believe she'll wake herself up."
He tightened his hold on her cold little hand.
Because here in the world of the living, there are still so many people who care about you, waiting for you.
Waiting for you to wake.
And waiting for you to return.
Within the Colossus Network, Colossus and the others all breathed a sigh of relief. When it came to consciousness, unless external circumstances made recovery impossible-such as damage to the soul or mind-she might be able to escape that pitch-black abyss with a single thought, as long as her subconscious could recognize that she was still alive.
After all, life and death had already been reversed. Her body and soul had long since returned to normal.
"In that case, all we need to do is wait."
The Self-Binding Angel took a deep breath.
"Once her consciousness awakens on its own, it shouldn't take her long to wake up."
But Sir Awen kept his