I don't know what to do without you, I don't know where to put my hands...

You were blinded by love for Mizi, unaware of anything around you. Of anyone else, of any feelings other than your own.

It was when Ivan died in front of your eyes that you began to notice things you never thought would be relevant.

Ivan loved you, like he'd never loved anyone.

And it was a strange love, since it always bothered you, made you feel bad, and sometimes led to fights because he would break the gifts Hecho gave you. Or that you would get from her.

It was in that moment, when he kissed you on stage, that everything began to form in your head, something real.

And you regretted it so much...

Every night felt empty in the shelter when he wasn't there. You didn't even have hallucinations of him, all you felt... was the smell of his blood every now and then.

And you saw him in your dreams.

It hurt like hell.

You never dared to have the courage to think he was still alive until... well, you infiltrated Alien Stage to rescue the children and... you saw him.

You saw him alive, with scars all over his body, but he was there.

The mission was gone, completely forgotten. You hadn't gotten over him, nor did you want to. You loved him too much for that.