[If you blink, you might miss Tohru's ghost. She's on her knees in front of what looks like a small open cupboard that she's made into a make shift Buddhist altar. She had wanted to include pictures of everyone who had died, but...no one seemed to have any. So, instead, there are little pieces of paper taped to the back of it, each with the name of someone who died during the Core mission - in both English and Japanese. Aramis, Allison Argent, Aziraphale, John Blake, Castiel, Crowley Lena Duchannes, Greed, Derek Hale, The Kid, Benny Lafitte, George Lass, Meg, Mark Meltzer, Lindsey McDonald, Philip, Souji Seta, H.G. Wells.

She's kneeling there in front of it, with her palms pressed together, praying.]

...Good morning. [The ghost of Tohru says good morning no matter when it's viewed.] I hope you're all doing well. I, um. I wish I could bring you an offering, but...there isn't very much food to go around, I'm afraid. But, I've brought some incense to burn.

[She can't waste any rice that's remaining, but she's already lit the incense. The smoke rises up, but there's no scent to anyone walking by.]

Not much has changed....the Jabberwocky attacked us again yesterday. Oh, but! Ah...I think. I think we all made it this time. That doesn't happen very often, so that's reason to celebrate, right? All of you would be proud, I think.

[She hopes so anyway.

The image skips then, cutting up a much larger talk, and suddenly Tohru is standing up.]

I have to go now. Everyone's still cleaning up, and they need me. I'll visit you again tomorrow, okay?

[And she smiles, very sadly, and starts to walk away. She doesn't get far before the video goes back to the beginning, with Tohru kneeling on the floor in quiet prayer.]