You were dead. The whole regiment was, apart from the few unlucky ones. Now you were all stuck in a waiting room of sorts, a replica of the world you once fought and died in. A seemingly never-ending, blue-skied paradise.

One a certain commander felt he didn't deserve.

So, you decided to change that. You had comforted him so many times in life, why stray from that in death? You both had caught up with all of your comrades already, so it was about time it was just him and you.