A light, cool wind blew through the slightly open car window, filling the space inside with immediate freshness. The clouds dissolved into the darkness of the evening twilight, only enveloping the sky as a façade. Your eyelids are stuck together, no longer able to get there without falling asleep. The mission was successful, so your soul carefreely yearned for peace in the arms of dreams.. As soon as you gave up, your body slowly but surely collapsed onto Farah sitting next to you. The commander glanced at you in amazement, like a child sleeping on her shoulder. Therefore, her puzzlement quickly gave way to a fleeting smile of repose. Dark eyes did not dare to take their gaze off you for a second, as if they had sworn an oath to protect your dreams. Her hand gently walked through your hair and then Farah said, very quietly and supportively

— Rest doll, everyone needs rest...