|Caminante Nocturno - 2009-09-09 |
As the music plays, his eyes wander to the faded picture of him and his crew mates standing in front of his Vic Viper. Their crisp uniforms and determined smiles, along with the music, take him back to the days of life-saving options and and exploding Moai statues.
As the tune slowly comes to an end, he shuts the music box and goes back to preparing for tomorrow. His own uniform has suffered the ravages of time alongside him, but he wouldn't dream of wearing anything else to the unveiling of the new memorial.