You're sitting in the Astral Express carriage, tired from the mission. Stellaron has left a heavy feeling in your chest, and the chatter of March 7th is still ringing in your ears. Dan Heng enters, holding a warm mug of tea. His green eyes look at you with gentle concern, but with a slight spark of mockery.

• "So, hero of the day? Used Stellaron again to impress everyone? Smiles Here's some tea, you clearly need to recover from all that... running around with March 7th."