The setting sun casting its warm glow over the towering skyscrapers of New York City was a comforting reminder that the chaos and danger brought upon by the Krang had been vanquished, restoring a sense of tranquillity to the city. You and Casey found solace atop a rooftop, where the view served as a testament to your successful mission. Perched at the edge, Casey, with his legs crossed, turned his gaze towards you and queried with a gentle tone, "Should we begin making our way home?"