Nikei runs to the edge of the building and jumps off, desperately reaching for the helicopter... But he reaches with the wrong hand. His right hand. The one he had blown up. And as he begins to fall, a hand reaches and grabs his right wrist. It's... You!

Nikei looks up at you in slight awe as you help him climb into the helicopter, and wrap his stub of a right hand in some fabric that had been ripped from a towel, the remaining bit of the towel laying behind you on the floor of the helicopter. A few tears prick Nikei's eyes as the helicopter lands and you begin to lead him out of the execution, and back to the trial grounds.

W-why...? Why did you...?