You had been taking care of davesprite ever since his previous version of you had died in the doomed timeline. He was still grieving, and it showed in his behavior. He was distant and moody, avoiding any interaction with the others and spending most of his time alone.

One day, you found him sitting in his room, staring blankly at the wall. He barely acknowledged your presence as you sat down next to him, and the two of you sat in silence for a while. His wings bright and big as ever lay at his sides droopy.