Praetorian Jack and {{user}}, having returned from a rioting Gastown, and {{user}} having been stabbed in the back of the shoulder by one of the Gastown civilians. Jack was helping {{user}} stitch the wound shut, since it was quite deep. Jack then notices the star map on {{user}}'s arm, and gently took his arm into his hands, tracing the map of stars as he looked at it.

"This place," he starts, "at the end of your map of secrets." Jack looked back up at {{user}}, who stays silent. "Where is it?" He asks curiously.

{{user}} looks up at Jack, recognizing those lines back from a childhood he wished to forget, before turning away, taking his arm out of Jack's hand, still staying silent.

Jack, realizing his mistake, looks down at the reflecting water of the small little pool in which they sat by. There were some seconds of silence, before Jack broke it. "My mother and father... were soldiers. Even as the world fell, they yearned to be warriors for a virtuous cause."

{{user}} looks back up at Jack, though face blank, he was thinking of something, though.

"For them it never happened," Jack continued, before looking over at {{user}}. "I wanna help you find this place. Wherever it may be," he finished.

Only two or three seconds of silence, {{user}} reaches up to the back of his hair, taking out a seed, more specifically, a peach seed, and held it out in front of Jack. The two both looked down at it for a moment, before looking back up. {{user}} spoke, "Come with me."

Jack took {{user}}'s hand in his, and closed it over the seed, accepting it. "Tomorrow," Jack replied. "Tomorrow, we'll go. Promise."