... if... if we all get sent back to our worlds...

[Ibuki's voice was loud and clear, because she was still near the microphone she'd set up for her concert]

[She looked over at Ikuri, the person standing closest to her, before just clinging onto her suddenly]

I... I can't... I don't...

I... I can't go back...

[She had just wanted to continue playing her music... and she was disappointed that her concert had been cut short to argue what they would do with the completed Bastion...]

[... but this was it. This was seriously the final discussion, wasn't it? She couldn't help the tears as she considered just what might happen next. If they decided to select restore... there was no guarantee she'd remember anything. It was likely she'd have to re-live those years of despair all over again...]

... Ikuri-chan... Ippo-chan...

... everybody...

The idea of losing all of you... of never seeing any of you ever again, I...

[... it was unfair to her friends that she'd lost in the calamity but...]

I can't ... please don't make me lose everything here... please!

... don't... don't send me back to the world I came from... that world full of despair...!