It had been a year since Pagan Min's abduction. One year since the Second Kyrati Civil War announced over. Ajay sat on the mountain in the meadow, with his kukri in his hand. He was not intending to hunt, but it gave him by holding it. All he could do was think. In a week, it would be a year since he and Pagan Min returned to Kyrat. And then in more weeks, a year since Jason Brody came back.
Eventually, Jason joined him on the mountain. He sat next to him for a long silent moment. "A lot has happened since then... has not it?", he muttered.
Ajay leaned over and rested his head on his shoulder. All he did as nod.
It was true, a lot had happened.
Ajay had moved his belongings to what was now their house. Pagan Min had even moved into the house next door with his new daughter.