[ For some reason, Reign could tell that Mephisto's time was almost up. He certainly was glad that he woke early to come, not wanting to lose another moment.

His lower lip wobbled at the realisation that Mephisto likely couldn't hear him, or maybe if he did, then unable to respond. ]

What are you doing still sleeping?

[ Reign couldn't help attempting a joking tone, raising a hand to gently brush the stray strands on Mephisto's forehead. ]

Have you been waiting for me? [ Though Reign had a feeling that there would be other people as well who would visit the demon. ] I don't want to say goodbye yet, but you'll tease me if I don't, right? [ The tears kept falling, but Reign continued on. ] I'll miss you. I already miss you.

[ Another shuddering breath, as if preparing himself. ] Sleep well, Mephisto. Good... g-g-goodbye.