After the apocalypse here, if you want to call it that, I've hung out with my sister Luna and my adopted son; Forrest Quartz. I studied chemistry before so I'm useful for making good oil for good cars. Luna just stole before this so she's rather agile and useful. Forrest is an angel that's probably smarter than all of us. Luna though-- she ain't-- she isn't dumb but just not the brightest. Those things out there, the Saplings, are mother nature trying to kill us, we've decided.