"Excellence is not an art, it's pure habit. We are what we repeatedly do."

The burden of memory is too heavy to handle. Everything I held dear has been changed, corrupted, vanished or died with time and now only exists in my mind. I live to carry these echoes within me into the future. Call it nostalgia, but I know in my heart that it must be more than that.

On his way home, MaTT realizes he never told his close friend one thing he should have said - goodbye.

I was abandoned by my crew
They just left me
I understand
The battle was over
But they will come back
Right?