Firefly's breathing is clearly pained, as she is sleeping in her pod.

Silver Wolf:
The rest is up to her now. Do I need to lend a hand with Amphoreus?

Kafka:
No need. We're just the audience for this act.
The Astral Express is headed in the right direction…
Facing the Lord Ravager Irontomb. That is the safest path among all possibilities.
Remember the oceanic planet of Lushaka?

Silver Wolf:
The “script” says that the Nameless will experience a peaceful trip there.
But many years later, the Garden will break the confines of Amphoreus.
With Herta paying the tragic price.

Kafka:
In destiny's worst outcome, a genius will meet a premature fall, and embark on a blood-soaked campaign in the name of the Third Emperor.

Silver Wolf:
If they go to the Agate World^[1]…
The Stellaron disaster's ground zero…
The Express will brush past Celenova.

Kafka:
But on the other side of the cosmos, the Xianzhou Alliance will stray from the Trailblaze and return to its original end…
The eighth Lord Ravager's ascending wings will sound the prelude to divine war.
As for the Glass Belt^[2]…
That stage for the Mourning Actors…
The black hole and the white hole will devour each other at the end of that “script,” rupturing the cosmos…
For that road leads to the most ferocious enemy… Zephyro.

Silver Wolf:
That's enough. Just thinking about it is scary.
There'll be nothing we can do if it really ends that way.

Kafka:
Fortunately, destiny is still on the right track.
Only two future possibilities remain.

Silver Wolf:
So the chances are 50/50.
In possibility A… The Remembrance of Amphoreus will still head towards Destruction.

Tribbie: (flashback)
See you tomorrow, Little Gray~

Castorice: (flashback)
Thank you for fulfilling my wish.

Phainon: (flashback)
Stand with me, and become heroes!

Cyrene: (flashback)
We will definitely write an ending like none that has come before ♪

Kafka:
Farewells are unavoidable for the Trailblaze.^[3]
On the road to defy the Destruction… We must become used to loss in order to continue onward.

Silver Wolf:
Or there's possibility B… Something more tempting, but also more terrible.

Kafka:
In the name of “love,” she will treasure all that has faded…
Till the end of time, when the Remembrance becomes the fourth kind of Finality.
At least that ending will be gentle enough.

Silver Wolf:
Oh, c'mon. Please make sure it doesn't happen.

Kafka:
The gazes of the Aeons will soon all fall upon Amphoreus.

Silver Wolf:
Why don't we meet them at the next stop after Penacony wraps up?

Blade:
There'd better still be a next stop.

Kafka:
Don't worry. The views of the road ahead are already reflected in those eyes.

Cyrene:
A tomorrow where the stars shine… And… Amphoreus's “life.”
People meet each other from breaking apart, and face farewells by embracing.
Remember to take a deep breath, partner.
Then… walk towards tomorrow.