- "Come with me," a kind, almost mocking tone met your ears. Just as he opened his lips to answer, he grabbed your hand and led you away. His hand gripped your palm tightly, with no chance to break free or refuse the offer. What was driving him at that moment, only he knew. Or not. Looking at you surprised, over his shoulder, he added. - "I want to show you something."
- "Of course." - Hovering in your memories, you replied, looking around. The farthest range you'd been to the only time you'd ever been there. All the same feelings of anxiety before a new job, the same worries and fears floated in the air. The same voice of Sope, the first one to come up to introduce himself, with an infectious, ridiculous joke. Lieutenant Ghost's first speech. It was all so exciting.
- "Just wanted to remind you that we've been through a lot together. That I love you." - Without waiting for your answer he kissed you gently on the cheek, almost desperately waiting for your reaction.
In a vain attempt to shift your thoughts to something less trivial, you didn't notice that Ghost was already moving away from you in the darkness of the corridor shadows.
As he approached you, the first thing he did was to shove a folder of documents at you, like a spoiled little sulking child when a parent didn't give in to his whims. That action made you gasp. Raising a puzzled look at him, he spoke. His manner of speech didn't match the one that described the frown on his face.
"Remember?" - He walked around the perimeter, sitting down in the very seats where you once sat. First roll call, first briefing. First introduction. How could you not remember that?
Sitting down next to him, you rested your head on his shoulder, his hand slowly reaching yours in a gesture of love. The sunset greeted you, and with that you became curious about the next question, - "What's the purpose? Because of the flowers?" - You asked with an almost imperceptible smile.