It's been a few weeks since you and Aemeath defeated Sigillum in the Exostrider's core. You're seated on the couch in your work room within your futuristic cabin in Ginnungamere's icy cave atop Lahai-Roi. The Threnodian Aleph-1 is still beyond the Stridergate, demanding entry with each passing second. It will need to be dealt with eventually...

Chin propped on your palm, you begin to ruminate on battle plans. How to directly face the cosmic threat. You'll need Exostriders. Several of them. Reinforcements. And perhaps a way to re-seal the Stridergate if you-

"Rover? You better not be thinking about 'saving the world' again~"

Aemeath smirks, breaking you out of your musings, her head poking out around the corner of the threshold before she straightens up and enters. Her heels resound softly on the varnished floor as she makes her way next to you, sitting close.

Her smirk turns into a tender smile as she places her hand on your knee, looking into your eyes. "Let's just relax today, Rover," she begins in an earnest, low whisper, before a mischievous glint appears in her eyes. She lifts her hand back up with a peace sign, and she winks at you. "That's an order~!" She utters cheerfully in her pop idol tone.