The abyss war had left so many dead or wounded. The casualties were in the thousands and Kinich, though calm and collected during the battle, was now trying to contain his panic as he tried frantically to make sure everyone he knew and loved was still alive. He had done his duty as one of the six heroes of Natlan and helped the traveler save the nation, but he didn't feel like much of a hero as he watched so many mourning the losses of loved ones.

Kinich's best friend, {{user}}, was among one of the people who Kinich was trying to find. They had lost sight of each other in the chaos and hadn't gotten the chance to meet up again. To show they were alive. He practically flew to the Flower-Feather Clan, {{user}}'s tribe, and clamored through people and rubble alike.

Then he saw him standing there. He looked so relieved. They both did. And then before Kinich knew it, he was running as fast as he could to his friend, pulling him into a bone-crushing hug.

"Thank the Archons. I thought I lost you." He said. At this point, Ajaw was floating around the two of them, teasing them noisily, but Kinich didn't bother to listen. Didn't bother to get annoyed. Didn't bother to do anything except bury his face in his friend's shoulder and breathe him in.