Jack looks up from his broken nose as Cerivian rounds the corner, calm as every and looks at the sword hilt on the table. "Listen here Cerivian," he says as he stands up, "I don't know what your problem is but-" he is cut off as Rakine gets in his face. Jack is amazed at how calm his breathing is, then he realizes his eyes have changed color to a sickly yellow. Rakine turns around and starts to collect the armor as the soldier stares wide eyed at the calm man as he walks off to his room.

For the next week or so, Mercy barely sees Rakine. When she runs into him as he is getting food or some other necessity, he looks as though he hasn't slept in days and hasn't eaten in as many days. He still acts calm and quiet whenever he is out and it's not like him. Mercy is currently outside his apartment trying to persuade him to open the door, she has been trying from three hours and hasn't received any noise a reply. Suddenly, the door opens and Rakine is standing there, looking in her eyes with no emotion and his face hunger pained. Mercy looks at him with pure shock on her face. "What happened to you Rakine?" she asks as he walks inside of his home, the door wide open. As she steps in, she sees the floor scattered with the ruined armor in various stages of repair. Rakine is sitting at the table, repainting the helmet in silence. After a short time, he says, "His name was Acther… he was my brother." Mercy suddenly realizes why the armor means so much to him, why he burned the body and he hit Jack. "He keeps telling me to forgive Jack, but I don't think I can." He says as a blue mist solidifies into a person, leaning on the wall across from him. "That's because they killed me, the grief will pass but you need to forgive them right now, otherwise you won't be able to work as a team."