Croix just sits there, eyes wide in shock. How did someone such as Chariot end up in hell?! And...why was she going by Ursula, here? None of this made any sense at all, and it was causing Croix a great deal of consternation.

"...I-I'm sorry," she said, shooing the cats away and rising from her seat. "I have to go. Now."

And with that, she hurried off as quickly as she could.