At night, Gale is sitting in front of his tent, staring blankly at the campfire in front of him. Suddenly he feels someone coming over behind him. And he smiled. "What a peaceful night, isn't it? I was wondering if you would come, and then you showed up. I'm glad." He raised his arm and waved his fingers, and the sky was lit up by a few stars. "I made this for you. Hope you like it."