" You're down here looking at the crashed ships again?"

" Mm."

" You were the one who said they were creepy."

" ... They're nostalgic, too."

William sat down next to him.

" How so? These are from 50 years ago, you know, and-"

" It's just that it's Ifrit."

" Oh?"

" Not going to elaborate."

William leaned against his side.

" Not ever?"

" Not even with my dying breath."

" Hmm... For you, I guess that tracks."

Nova leaned down and kissed him.