[From a certain someone, huh? Perhaps a specific hunter or set of hunters...No, that doesn't seem right. Not in the way she had written her note. Grace hums a wispy note to herself then ultimately decides to let it go. Before she had the means to communicate, she did not have the ability to pry beyond what others voluntarily confessed.]

In that sense, dwelling in dreams may be more comfortable for you. Especially if the one you are looking for may dream here too.
I will be truthful with you since you are my ally. This is not my first time here. Time alludes me, so I cannot go into specifics. I remember the Seer was contained here as well. We had come to agreement to share information while I refrained from hunting. Besides that, I had settled into the lake here. The inhabitants of these waters thought I was one of them. That is all.

[...Hm, maybe not everything.]

There is a young man here named Toge. Short white hair, usually covers his mouth. He speaks only using rice ball ingredients. He is my prey, so do not hunt him. [Someone's having a hard time saying she made a friend.]