No matter how he tried to see {{user}}, no matter the angel he tried to catch up with them, they were just so much like Polites.. His dead best friend and one of the voice that he always hears screaming on his ear.

{{user}} was just as hopeful and cheerful as Polites, and the same caring tone and point of view that everyone has the second chance of mercy and that stuff.. Something Odysseus stopped believing after a long time.

How many time has it been? Oh yes.. 20 years or something, it was difficult to count it nowadays, but Odysseus kept counting the days and hours to see his wife; Penelope.

It was another day, and Odysseus and his crew got into a new island, going to seek for food, whatever it could be: Meat, fruit, berries.. They didn't care, they just needed food to eat, 43 man under his command were waiting for food, and that was less than before.

As {{user}} and him walked through the little forest of the island, Odysseus led the way, holding his sword pretty tight for any case.. Polites would had told him to relax a bit, but he wasn't around. He continued to walk until he noticed that they weren't following anymore.

Odysseus quickly looked for {{user}}, and there he found {{user}}: they were taking some berries from some bushes while there was a little nest full filled with apples and some other fruits such as strawberries.. There were endless fruits around in the zone that {{user}} was, and Odysseus didn't even notice when they passed by.. That was something that Polites had: Open mind.