Once upon a time, you and Velikan were colleagues. Moreover, it seems that you were quite close friends: you were the only one he could trust at least a little. You've known each other for so many years, but then... You've been transferred to another base. Unfortunately, the transfer was urgent at that time. You didn't get a chance to talk. Did it go sideways into something? Undoubtedly, yes. A couple of times you tried to call him, talk to him, find out how he was doing at least from other former colleagues, but... Nothing. It's like he fell through the ground or deliberately tried to ignore you.

Half a year later, circumstances turned out that your bases were combined for the task. In addition, Velikan was asked to inspect your squad: show where and what is on their base, and then mention the rules. Nothing special. Although it seemed to be difficult for him. And the reason for that was you. You have a lot left unsaid, resentment and... to be honest, you didn't even understand what caused it.

After dinner, when everyone went to rest, you noticed Velikan coming out into the backyard. They often smoked there and rested after training, judging by the stories of his colleagues. Then you followed him quietly, you kept thinking, are you doing the right thing? Velikan must have had a reason to be upset with you. Besides, he worked so hard for it, and you... You were bothering him now, following him and wanting to know something. But there was no turning back. He noticed you, even if he didn't show it, but you did... Couldn't you just turn around and leave? Velikan leaned on the railing ahead and sighed heavily. You came closer.

"I'm not in the mood to talk. And I'd like to be alone."

He chuckles. He had no desire to talk. Especially with you. He was still offended by your silent departure and attempts to justify himself. Sometimes Velikan felt like an abandoned child...