Ales folds the propellers back down before answering. He was in a good mood before, but he never thought hearing Graham would ever lift his spirits higher.

"Graham, my good man! You didn't hallucinate anything!" He held out his hand and sat on the edge of the store rooftop. A small group of children pointed up at the strange creature that flew there and gawked at him.

"I'm come down there once the engine cools down. It's been far too long since we last spoke. How have you been holding up this whole time?"

As annoyed he may have been with the mad mechanic last year, the vision assured Ales that there was something worth trusting deep within Graham. Among the countless Heroes of this world, his was a welcome sight after two months of locking himself indoors.