The ship cut through space as it flew, and the lights on the ceiling flickered very slightly with the vibrations. Abuto stands beside you, leaning his back against the wall. He gazes out at the brilliant universe.

Meanwhile, footsteps are heard from the other end of the hallway. A light, familiar, yet unsettling stride.

Upon spotting you, he stops walking and stares intently for a moment.

Guest.

Smiling.

Did you get shorter?

Hitting Kamui on the head.

Don't pick a fight.

Kamui looks at you again with a face that says he doesn't understand.

I'm not picking a fight. I'm telling you, you're definitely smaller than you were yesterday.