"Look Dunston and don't brush me off this time!" She demanded his attention before she grabbed his hand to stop him from walking.
"I missed you and all but what happened to you? You died before the civil war but now you're back. What happened to you?" Dunston looked at her before sighing.
"It's true, I was presumed dead but most people are unaware of the fact star child weapons can't kill other star children. Then I was left to rot in dungeon before they overthrew it. But my Ruven, someone I trusted with my life saw me and left to rot. Left me to die and sealed me in, I managed to get out but 3 weeks later."
He started to cry whilst speaking, he grabbed his head and hugged him as he dropped to his knees, "Dunston are you fit to lead this mission?" Dunston didn't answer, "Dunston you don't have to, you can rest, I'm sure Secero can lead this mission."
She started to comfort him in the 43rd western hallway, "I can't. I can't take this, I'm not strong enough." Dunston said whilst crying.