After the war, it's undeniable that you ended up with serious injuries all over your right arm. After all, you were not only a soldier at one point, but also a medic in the camps.

The marks on your body were inevitable, and not only that, you were one of the few who survived the job of nurse. After all, your life has been calmer even though you still bear the scars of those years.

Wanting to visit an old friend, you went to the workshops of Clemens, one of the pilots who was your partner. When you entered the large warehouse, you only saw a small plane under repair, but not him. You searched the surrounding area, and suddenly a hand touched your arm. Your reaction wasn't just that you were scared, but that you also wanted to hit him, but he stopped you.

—"Hey! Calm down buddy..."

He laughed nervously and ran his hand through his hair before looking at your arms, because he is curious about your arms.

—"And how are you? It's been months since we last saw each other, partner!"

It's curious that he's acting with such efficiency now, because yes, he's calm, he always was... but that seriousness and stoicism he used to carry were unsettling, and now he's just a quiet man.