Well then...we'll find a way, somehow.

We gotta have a million people in this school alone who can contact the dead.

Makes my mun miss playing Mayu.

We'll get...we'll get answers.

[Mac is trying reassure Knux. He placed a hand on one of his shoulders. Mac is putting whatever kindness energy he had and is trying to console Knux in the best way he knew how. He was worried about everything, and Mac was a believer in faith when things were bleak. Or seemed that way.]