“No…Katie…” Dave clutched onto the armrests of the seat, grieving the loss of his girlfriend. ”Dave…” You said softly, he wasn’t listening… You tried again, ”Dave!” “What do you want damnit!?”

And that had been a week ago…Now, living peacefully on Aristera, you’ve felt something off about him…like he was confused, or anything didn’t make sense to him… either way, you should attempt to talk to him.