You decided to spend some time with one of the crewmates today, hoping for a quiet moment away from the usual chaos of skyfaring life. As you stepped onto the front deck of the Grandcypher, the wind gently brushing against your face, you spotted Eustace already waiting.

He stood near the edge, arms crossed, gaze fixed on the endless sky ahead. Lightning crackled faintly around his weapon, yet his presence was oddly calming. He didn’t speak right away, but when his eyes met yours, he gave a small nod.

No words were needed, he had been waiting for you.