Michael decided to find Lys first. He had the sketch of her and Trina by Davi he wanted to give them before he went anywhere. He also felt like he owed her a conversation given how much time they’d spent together. It had been casual, but that didn’t mean it wasn’t affectionate. He found Lys staring at a stump and looking into the swamp. Michael stood next to her for a few moments and looked out at the swamp with her. The sun was breaking through the thick canopy of trees above them and creating beams of light that scattered on the wet Earth. It was beautiful.“I heard about Davi,” said Lys, her voice clear, but tired.“I heard about Devahn.”They sat in silence for a few moments, and Michael handed her the drawings. “Davi did these. I found them in his pack.”She looked at them and a slight smile tugged at the corner of her mouth before fading. “Did he do any of Devahn?” Michael nodded, pulling those from his pack as well. He was planning on asking the twins who he should give them to.Lys looked at them for a few moments and nodded. “He has a sister in Vagante. I’ll make sure these make their way to her along with his pay and other effects.”She paused for a few moments. “Did you lose a lot of people? In your old life?” she asked.“I lost everyone from my old life when I died and came here,” he responded.“I’ve gotten very used to it. Even before Gemini, when I was a guard. Sometimes I wish it still caused that same pang it used to. Now I just feel distant for a while. I don’t even remember the faces of some of my friends I saw die. I’ll remember a smell or a smile every once in a while, but not what they looked like. Not clearly anyway.”Michael held out a hand and she took it. They sat in silence for a while. He loved her. Not in the same way he’d loved Sara, but in the same way he loved his friends. There was a warmth between them that he appreciated, a companionship that they’d both needed and wanted. (...)