Zachili maintains eye contact with Zeath as he grabs his hand. I watch him unlock his brother’s wristband then wears it on his own wrist just like he did mine.

Zeath doesn’t stop him. Even I am unable to speak as I regard them.

Zachili later walks off, but, thankfully, not out of the warehouse. He proceeds to remove his gears, earning a huge sigh of relief out of me.

While I sit beside mom on the bed, Zeath comes to me and stands by my side. “Thanks for having my back,” he tells me ...