After some hours of travel, the rest of the party that went to Shrao had finally arrived. Behind them were the surviving Terran Citizen that remained or were kept in Shrao.
There were only a few thousand though, which was much less than they anticipated. Obviously, a lot of people died in the war as well as after it.
Ronny and Okuri had already recovered and were now watching their arrival with the others. They looked complicatedly at the rescued people, who were now safe and sound. This was a good thing of course, but they couldn't help but look at their own suffering.
"Do you think we did the right thing back then?" Okuri asked, genuinely wondering, her eyes fixed on the molded cover that now hang on her boyfriend's ears. "If we hadn't escaped…, maybe we didn't have to suffer so much."
