I think she says, “Sora, I think it’s time.” But that doesn’t match her expression. I want to ask, but guards have come to get her. She just smiles and waves goodbye. I keep thinking about what she could mean by “it’s time.” Maybe it’s because our bell was up, but we knew that already. Irad approaches, and I stop wondering. I put on my haughtiest face as I walk past, but I get a sinking feeling that I missed something vital.
