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You know what? Just like that, you let go of all the animosity you had for Doremy for all the times she'd smugged on you, messed with you or did something to impede you. She never wanted anything to do with this, never wanted to actually hurt Marisa or Reisen, never wanted to deceive you or aid the possible Ragnarok that's being cooked up. She just wants to exist and watch over her world in peace, maybe even mingle with some Dreams and play pranks on humans along the way. She didn't harbor any true malice, save for those who've wronged her. Like she said, Baku hold grudges.
You leaned over and offered your arms.
Doremy looked at you with a milquetoast expression and blinked, locking eye contact before looking away. You thought she was going to deny it, until she fell into your comforting hug and squeezed your arms. You felt the wetness of tears from her eyes as she cried, trying the best she could to suppress her sobbing quietly.
<span class="mu-s">"I-I..'m sorry...! I can't diso-b-bey 'It'. Anything I do, I don't want to. Please... please, you have to get the others to stop 'It', som... somehow! Something that... that... t-that evil shouldn't be allowed to roam free! You have to stop it! Ggh! You have to stop it, whatever 'It's' planning! Don't... don't let it win..."</span>
You patted Doremy on the back as she cried it out.
"I don't want my world to end, Doremy, and not theirs or yours either."
She sniffled. <span class="mu-s">"Promise it... just one more time. Please..."</span> She asked, sounding so tired after everything she'd endured.
"I promise."
Your eyebrows arched down to a deadpan expression.
"I promise, I'll do everything I can to stop him. I won't stop until I've gotten you out of this, you and everybody else."
<span class="mu-s">"...Thank you..."</span>
You sat still quietly for the moment as the memories around began to fade one by one. Doremy just shed tears without a word further into your arm until she was all dry of them. Her responses in any form were becoming more limited as she tired out. A Baku's experience with sleep certainly had to be different than anything else's. Her kind... didn't dream after all. Dreamless sleep was hard to understand. So you just quietly hummed for her as she eased back and eventually settled down into the couch, which morphed ever slowly into another pink cloud. Her blue eyes were just staring abroad into the void of her realm until you saw them shut, and she was asleep.
You gave the cloud a gentle push, sending it off like a boat adrift in the Dream World with her growing ever smaller in your sight until you yourself let go and returned to rest, exiting the Dream World.
