Despite the rigorous task of spending mornings finagling in the charging wing (trying to sync up a system that rejected Ylisse tech at every turn), Chrom devoted himself to my side. Even in the instances he succeeded in charging my reserve, he stayed beside me. No slumber was spent alone and no state of suspension was without his guiding words. He knew how to interact with technology in a way I had never seen before, never felt.

Once the last cog was crudely fitted into its un-belonging place, and Gaius was *somewhat* satisfied with the revisions, the Crows offered their tireless leader a solution that allowed me to finally leave the grounds of Ylisse Company. Which was admittedly strange—going home with Chrom.