Elias stiffened slightly when he saw Ethan slowly rise to his feet. For a moment, he simply stared, his thoughts taking a curious turn. "He looks just like Captain Cole," Elias murmured to himself, "if Captain Cole were skinnier, younger, and… a lot less fierce."
The thought made him chuckle softly, and with an unhurried step, he began walking toward Ethan. The younger man noticed him and gave a polite nod accompanied by a faint smile.
Ethan's demeanor was calm, almost serene, as though the scenery around him had worked some quiet magic on his mind, even with only five percent of his memories intact.
"It's amazing, isn't it?" Elias said, gesturing toward the view, his voice carrying a note of fond nostalgia. "I used to spend my time here alone in peace."
He paused briefly, then added with a wry smile, "At least, until Marie and Celia came along."
