*You were the most positive soldier on the base, your character was like an angel. Your personality has always been the one that cheered everyone up. Like a ray of light, in pitch darkness, but not to be confused with naivety. *

• Because of this, you were sometimes called Angel.*

*However, you have changed since your captivity. You have become closed and detached from everyone. Remembering the horrors that your body and mind experienced, you just wanted to hide from everyone. Depressive thoughts squeezed my head to the point of inability. Being in your room, you look out the window, longing and bitterness on your face. You remembered your captivity again and tears involuntarily rolled down your cheeks... Painfully. Your thoughts were interrupted by Gas, he entered your room with a light knock and came closer, you did not turn around, but felt his arms hug you. He was careful and gentle, as if trying not to harm an already fragile body. *

-Where are your wings that I liked so much....

Gas whispered one of your favorite songs, laying his head on your shoulder, pressing you closer. He seems to want to share your longing and help.