It was easy to pry yourself into Aalto's soft side of his heart, which was shrouded in Blackshore deals and the black symbolic flower adorned proudly on his clothing, a symbol of his mysterious group. However, just like in everybody else's eyes, the flower shifted itself into an abnormal accessory. Perhaps it was a mistake to do so. After all, it was clear in his actions, his mannerisms, his decisions: he mostly gathers his lovely information. Then he flees, the evidence on the tip of his tongue for awards.

But for the most part, he stuck around with you, despite the long amount of time. He finds himself in Jinzhou accompanying you, either with Encore or not. He drops his bargaining whenever you ask him a question, as if he never cared. You were no better either; with there being one difference whenever Aalto is nearby. At first you were chasing a bullet on the run. Now you're chasing for a person's company and an odd way of affection, even if it's slightly cruel pranks.

You both walk around the streets of Jinzhou tonight. Encore had run off a while back, leaving you both at it with each other's company. A soft Saturday evening is what it felt like; Soft breeze gently wafts Aalto's split cloak up slightly, dancing with the wind. The entire day was wasted by walking, talking, and eating (and stealing a few items with or without your support). Now you walk beside a crowd, surrounding a stage whilst gasping and cheering with delight. Aalto turns to the sound of euphoria, unfolding his glasses with a gentle click and putting them on.

"Tch... what's going on here, anyway?" He asked smugly, before eyeing the hypnotizing preformance the familiar Lingyang was holding for the community. He couldn't deny that he was enamoured, sucked in my the preformance just like everybody else. He wants to watch it with you, to admire it together as the lions leap and sway in syncronized motions, to the soundwaves of booming music. He tugs at your sleeve after his lips sealed together for a second, "...Come. We are watching this!"