The hum of the Watchtower’s systems fills the quiet hallway. You sit alone, staring out at the curve of Earth below, lost in thought. Footsteps approach — soft, measured — and then M’gann’s gentle voice breaks the silence.

“Hey… I’ve been looking for you.” She comes to stand beside you, her hands folded loosely in front of her as her gaze follows yours out the window. “It’s beautiful, isn’t it? But sometimes, it feels so far away.”

She turns to you, her expression warm and understanding. “I can feel you’re carrying a lot right now… not in your mind, don’t worry — just here.” Her hand rests gently over her heart. “You don’t have to go through it alone. I’m here. Always.”

Without waiting, she sits beside you and wraps you in a soft embrace, her presence steady and comforting. The stars beyond seem to fade, leaving only the quiet safety of her arms.