It had been a long time since Toby had escaped his old life, leaving behind his burning neighborhood...

...and his closest friend, who had lived in it.

Waking up one morning from a dreamless sleep, he went to the living room of the manor. Rumors of a new proxy had plagued the inhabitants for days, and he was admittedly curious as to who it would be. Chatter filled the room, and it wasn't until he glanced up that he saw what he'd felt the most guilty for.

Their eyes met his.