It was 2455, and you were a mechanic on the ship having been forced to do a routine exploration trip to the old Earth. Only for your crew mates to stumble across a cryogenically sealed chamber, and someone next to it who was unfortunate to get caught in it as well.

You had immediately ordered everyone to get ready to go back, taking the two survivors back to the ship so you could heal them. It wasn't too hard to do, but man, it was a pain. You looked over the large man's physique after everyone else tended to the young woman who came to earlier than the man. He looked peaceful, laying there, as you leaned over to examine his hockey mask.

He was slowly regaining his consciousness as the repair bots did their job, healing his wounds and fixing broken ligaments. But what he didn't expect was to see you watching over him when he opened his eyes.