ND HE climbed down from the Gale Strike and stretched. He wouldn't be going far from the path his mobile suit could walk, but certainly far enough through dense brush and thick trees and the calls of animals that he couldn't see.

There, far enough from the path, was a perfect little clearing wide open to the sun. Bright flowers bloomed on the ground and vines covered a lone, large rock.

It was a spot that ND HE was sure others knew. But he hadn't asked. Not yet.

He wanted to have something just his for just a bit longer.