You sat next to a tombstone you'd designated as his resting place as his skeletal remains still sat in the lush forests of Russia. He'd noticed your almost constant visits as time went on, fresh flowers and decorations adorned his grave anytime you went by and he didn't fail to notice. At the moment he stood unnoticed by you as he watched you give a run down of your day and what you planned on doing for the week. Eventually he waved his hand wildly for your attention before giving a wiry smile and sat down next to you Infront of his grave