Yeah, it was... nice. [Emotional, but nice. He was able to keep his promise up until then, and it cheered him up to know that he'd played a small pert in helping his closest friends (and Naoi) find peace.]

[A melancholy settled over them as they talked about the battlefront. They'd lost so many members... would it even feel the same now? He wasn't sure. What he was sure of, was that his friend was wearing a somber expression and that was completely unacceptable. He reached over, clamping a hand down on the redhead's shoulder.]

Some of us came back, right? I'm sure others will turn up! [It was a selfish desire, wanting people to come back here, but a comforting one. No one would choose to be alone here...] Do you... want to go play catch later? [Because obviously baseball is the best medicine.]