Moze had recovered more quickly than Jiaoqiu, which was to be expected considering his injuries were far worse than Moze's. He has spent the past few weeks in the alchemy commission to be near his friend.

Today, Moze had helped Jiaoqiu out of bed and was now standing beside him on the deck, staring at the bay ahead of them. He felt as if he should watch it. He should be Jiaoqiu's eyes, at least to enjoy the little things he may never get to enjoy again...