The face staring back at her. It was unmistakable. Those kind eyes, the glint of optimism in the iris, the brilliant, if nervous, smile and the freckles around her nose. She was paler than Maddie, and now far more muscular and taller. A strand of that familiar hair, mousey and brown, dangled lazily over her right eye. She blushed.

"It's really you?" Maddie replied, looking her dead in the eye.

Maggie forced herself up and leaned against the bulkhead as it shook, the ship was leaving the atmosphere. She nodded, "it worked, Mads, you saved my life."

Maddie felt tears in her eyes. She yanked off her own helmet and tossed it aside, staring down at her sister, clasping a hand over her mouth as she tried, in vain, not to cry. Maggie welled up as well, pulling her own smashed up helmet from her hear and throwing her arms around her sister in an embrace that was four years in the making. Maddie couldn't quite believe it as tears streamed down her face, she felt relief, sadness, loss. More than anything she felt vindicated. She had made the right choice, her sister was alive and she was there, right there in her arms.

"I can't believe it." Maddie said, grinning, "you survived."

Maggie nodded, and groaned. Maddie offered her hand to her and grinned a smile as wild as the horizon. She felt her grip in her hand, her sisters grip, and pulled her to her feet with a grunt. Maddie watched with awe as her sister, once almost a half-foot shorter than herself, stood at almost seven feet. She grinned, again, an almost triumphant smile on her face as she towered over her older sister.

"Didn't realise that you were insecure about your height, Mags. I mean, you could have just straightened your posture, no need to become a super soldier." Maddie teased, watching Maggie's reaction.

Maggie frowned and shook her head, "You haven't changed a bit" she said, drawing Maddie in close. Maddie didn't want to admit it but that hurt a little. She was nothing like the person who had survived Skopje, and even less like that vain young girl that had shouted at her over breakfast four years ago. Maddie stepped back, looking around the cabin as it rattled through the atmosphere. Naomi glanced at Maddie and nodded respectfully before taking her leave and heading over to the pilot, where she couldn't get involved in their conversation. Fender however, just blinked.

"Wait, The Viper is your sister?" he asked, pulling off his helmet.

Maggie shifted a little awkwardly and blushed, "Yeah, ONI wouldn't let me tell you guys but it was her who gave permission to join the program."

"You were there, on Skopje?"

Maggie looked a little choked, she hadn't seen Eliza, Preston, their parents or grandfather since Maddie had turned her over. Did she even know that Dad was dead? Did she know what their mother had done? How she had abandoned her family? All of a sudden, Maddie felt a little worried herself, how could she know to tell her? Did ONI keep it from her for a reason? What reason could they possibly have for doing that? A thousand thoughts rushed through her mind and Maddie felt a little overwhelmed as she tried to use the conversation to put her mind at ease.

"She was there; not with me, though"

"Maddie, that's classified." Maggie replied, quietly.

"Yeah but," Maddie said, trying to think of a reason that might be acceptable. "Wait, why do you care?"

"What do you mean, I'm a SPARTAN, I work for ONI."

Maddie chewed her lip, "Fine." she said, a little bitterly.

Fender just coughed, "I can't believe that you two are sisters"

Neither girl responded.

"Maggie, why didn't you say anything?" Fender asked, arching a brow at his compatriot.

Maddie looked at Maggie, her brow furrowed with worry as a niggling realisation was trying to make itself known in her head.

"I wasn't allowed," she said, turning away. "Parangosky said that there was a propaganda narrative crafted for the soldiers and she didn't want any rumours about us getting out."

"By us you mean the SPARTAN IVs?" He replied, "but she's your sister… did you know?"

Maddie shook her head. ONI had its claws deep in her sister, and why wouldn't they? She had been even younger, even more vulnerable, and unlike Maddie, she had direct contact with them for the last four years.

She was far more malleable, too. Not to mention valuable.

She bit her lip and glanced at her sister, the Pelican shifted, entering space and the faint sounds of gunfire could be heard above it all as silence descended on the cabin. Maggie turned and sat down and Maddie followed, linking their fingers as she sat beside her. Maggie glanced up and smiled but it was pained, they squeezed each other's hand tightly but there was a distance there, fraught with unease and wariness.

"What happened to you?" Maddie whispered as the shuttle rattled.

"It's…"

"Don't you dare." Maddie replied, gripping her hand even tighter, "not after all this time, Maggie."

"I need to talk to Margaret first, you know how it is," she replied weakly, "can't we just be happy in each other's company?"

Maddie looked into the eyes of a girl, one that she remembered well. She'd always been timid, even now she seemed more like the girl who stood awkwardly in the kitchen waiting for her twelve-year-old sister to speak for her, than a super soldier.

"Did she even tell you about Dad?"

"What about him?" She asked, letting go of Maddie's hand. Maddie couldn't reply, but that was enough for Maggie. "I see." She added, with little decorum.

There was a short silence as Maggie collected herself. "How?" She whispered, unable to talk for the lump in her throat.

"Suicide," Maggie said, looking away, "Eliza found him." Again, there was silence. Maddie could see what her sister was thinking, even four and a half years later they maintained that intuitive connection they'd always shared. Unlike with Eliza, Maddie had never needed to learn how to understand Maggie. "It wasn't your fault. He was doing alright until Mum divorced him."

"She what?"

Now it was Maddie's turn to be silent. She shrugged, not wanting to colour Maggie's opinion of their mother. Maddie had all the facts, hating her was her right. It wasn't fair to Maggie to make that decision for her.

There was a flash of anger in her eyes. "It's not like the signs were never there." She said, coldly. It was a harsh thing, spoken just like Naomi but it told Maddie that her sister had changed. That empathy she'd had, that person that was so pure and good that Maddie had quit smoking for her, was gone. She had been replaced by someone sharpened to a razors edge. Despite what her smile and her eyes might say, this wasn't the girl she'd said goodbye to on Skopje, she'd been sharpened to a deadly point.

Look what I've let her become.

Maddie choked back her guilt, sighing as the ship seemed to weave. "Did you hear about me, at least? Did they tell you anything?"

"She told me about you." She said, smiling again, although this time it was forced, "you caused a lot of headaches at school and the academy, apparently. Parangosky spoke so highly of you, it made me proud to be your sister."

That was something at least.

She supposed that Maggie was allowed to talk about her, at least. "Not intentionally" Maddie said, laughing, "well, maybe that's a lie but sometimes I felt bad about it. Anyway, is there anything you can tell me? What about these guys?" She added, gesturing to Fender who was sat listening as he pulled himself together.

Maggie hesitated but Fender spoke eagerly, "Maggie was already a SPARTAN by the time we were drafted, she helped us train, acclimatise to our new bodies, and-" He paused, glancing at Maggie's scowl.

"She's not allowed to know."

Fender scowled, "hey, you might respect authority but I was never much good at it. Relax and reconnect. Or don't, but I have the Viper to myself, I'm going to answer her questions."

Maddie watched with inquisitive eyes as the pair squared off. She rarely felt small, but she was in a dropship with three SPARTANs so it was pretty hard for her to not to feel that way.

"I didn't realise I was so famous," she said, trying to break the tension.

Fender nodded, "Section Two developed this whole thing about you but we were mostly told the truth by your sister. She's a stickler for the rules but she is proud of you." Maddie blushed and Fender smiled, "I'm Dorian, by the way."

"Good to meet you" She nodded, "hopefully you guys will stick around. You're good in a fight."

"I should hope so, we've been training for years."

"Years?" Maddie asked, darkly. Parangosky had told her years ago that she resented the way Naomi's SPARTANs had been raised but so far, little action had been taken to change it, it seemed. "Thought they stopped recruiting kids"

"We were almost adults, but the procedure saved our lives. The deets really are classified but the idea with our gen is for anyone to be able to become a SPARTAN. We'll be recruited from adult service personnel, mostly ODST I imagine."

Maddie tried not to screw up her face. She wasn't sure how to react to that, it was a silver lining she supposed but what good did that do for the family Naomi would never know? Or that other SPARTAN, the 'B' designation hinted at another generation.

IV's. That's what Dorian had said.

So, did that make 'B' a gen 2? Or 3? Maddie shook her head. Speculation would get her nowhere.

"Maddie? I do not mean to intrude but may we speak?" Tuk asked, his voice sounding gentle was a little disconcerting to her but she was glad for the distraction from Maggie. She muted her helmet and leaned her head back. "This… ONI. You trust them?"

"No."

"Are they not your employer?"

"They are."

"If that is the case, perhaps we should keep what I have to give from them. What I have for you is unlike anything that can be brought to the field by us, our enemies, or even the forerunners."

"You have weapons?"

"Of a sort. I know the location of two hidden vessels of my time. Ancient humanity had them built in secret and hidden in a system that I once called home."

Maddie couldn't believe it, she tried not to somersault with joy. "What are we talking about here? Two battleships? An armoury? Ancient knowledge?"

"All of that and more. There was a warship, equipped with fibril cutters, and a smaller frigate designed as a research vessel but outfitted for combat and long-void operations."

Maddie wasn't sure what to do. Sure, ONI could use them, but did she trust them not to horde the power? They represented an unfathomable leap in technology and she knew nothing about it, worse still, she didn't even understand what Tuk had to gain from telling her all this. He had said he was 'Lord of Spies' after all. Perhaps then, he understood how dangerous ONI could be.

"What do you want done with it?" she asked, softly.

"Me? It's a gift. You are human, it's yours by right."

"Tuk, I'm just a low-level operative, the decision won't be up to me."

"Actually, it is." he said cheerfully, "I control it, so I get to mete out the spoils."

Maddie didn't answer as Maggie stood, the Pelican slowed and landed with a clunk on the floor. She looked to the SPARTANs but they waved her on, waiting for the Flight deck to be cleared before they could exit the ship.

That'll give me some space, regardless.

Maddie descended down the ramp and it hissed shut behind her. O'Byron stood at attention and she returned the salute. He relaxed and they jogged towards the elevator.

"Commander Sterling is planning a slipspace jump, Ma'am."

"Cole Protocol?"

"Aye, he wants your report. There's an engineer waiting for you as well, sent from the Enigma."

Jade.

She rode the elevator in silence, her helmet on as Tuk seemed to revel in the experience. "You're fighting a tier two civilisation with these?" he scoffed, "It's good to know that our warrior spirit has survived."

Maddie ignored it. She felt space go strange, her stomach lurched as O'Byron peeled off towards the cryo bay. Maddie remained on course for the bridge. Outside the hall, Jade stood, picking at her nails. She caught Maddie's eyes and blushed a little before forcing them shut and standing straight. Maddie slowed, breathing slowly as the woman turned and opened the doors to the bridge.

"When you didn't get on the first Pelican, Drake sent me over to the Ides" she said, entering the bridge. It was quiet, the blackness of slipspace was just beyond the window, daring Maddie to gaze into its depths. Only the imposing figure of Commander Sterling stood resolutely in the room, staring as Maddie did into the fathoms of slipspace.

"Ah, good, you made it!" Sterling said, a little too eagerly, "Uh, Lieutenant."

Jade frowned. "So, what did you find?" she asked, clearing her throat.

Maddie took a deep breath and unclipped her helmet. She ejected the drive from her helmet and studied it carefully. She should have felt happy, she held in her fingers the key to long term human survival. Not only that, but her sister was alive and there was something between herself and Sterling. She felt a warmth in her cheeks when she smiled at him but she froze. It felt as though she were at a crossroads, one path was straight ahead. She could withhold the information from George, be a good girl and keep her sister safe. It was what Maggie had done; it was what her old friend Ellen would have done.

Is that what I want to be? Is there a line I can walk between both? Who am I? Am I pragmatic and obedient, or defiant and proactive?

Her gaze steeled as a thought came to her.

I screwed up by shutting Katya out. ONI made me believe that dedication to them is my duty but all those years ago, ONI was a means to an end. I carried on in my darkest moments because we needed to warn the UNSC about Meridian. I had joined to save people. With this- with Tukmen'tukhan, I can be the one to uncover secrets buried for a hundred millennia, I can save so many people but I need allies. I need people - friends - who can keep me in a position of power and keep me on the right path. God knows I can't do it alone.

She took a deep breath.

"This, is the craziest damned thing you'll ever see in your life." she said, placing the chip in the A.I port on the holotable. "This AI is an ancestor. Apparently, the human race is far older than we ever thought."

Jade's eyes brightened. "No way!" she gasped as Tuk appeared before them, bathing the room in ethereal blue hues.

"This is much more comfortable than the chip." he mused.

Sterling looked ashen. "I don't have the clearance for this."

Maddie shook her head. "Tuk has taken a liking to me, he's put me in charge of inheriting all of his knowledge. Somewhere out there are two ancient human warships. A frigate outfitted for deep space scientific research and another outfitted for war."

Sterling shook his head more strongly, "You," he asked Tuk suspiciously, "how old are you?"

"This construct? It's One hundred and forty-three thousand years old by your UNSC military calendar." he paused, "I should apologise, I have accessed your databases to improve the accuracy of my responses."

Sterling glanced at Maddie. "You're insane. Parangosky is going to have me killed for this."

Jade leaned forward, "What sort of armament did we use?"

Tuk's avatar smiled, "We were a tier one society, our ship-to-ship weaponry was the best of its class, far superior to the weapons wielded by our enemies, the forerunners."

"Wait, what?" Maddie sputtered, "we fought them?"

"And we almost beat them, too. Our punishment for losing was the cultural and genetic obliteration of our species. I can prepare a dossier on your history if you like?"

"Yes!" Jade squealed, "Oh, Harper, I don't care what ONI do, this..." she gasped, "it's incredible. Our entire history and cultural and technological trajectory just changed forever. Literally in front of our eyes as well!"

"I'm glad someone thinks this is a good idea." George spoke nervously, glancing at the two women around the table.

"I could show you how to create our weapons." Tuk said, shrugging.

Jade thought for a moment and then shook her head. "No." Sterling and Maddie frowned in unison, which made Jade laugh. "I'm serious, the covenant has built their entire society on the dissemination and imitation of forerunner culture and weaponry. I suspect that if they were to split apart and lose access to the means of creating their technology, they would be set back for hundreds of years."

"How is that possible?" Sterling scoffed, "they outclass us in literally every single way."

Jade snorted, "ONI hides it, but Human AI are vastly superior to covenant battle minds. Our military is more cohesive, our weaponry is innovative, rather than derivative, we maintain our own culture and economy of innovation and have vastly superior medical and scientific capabilities. In 24 years of fighting, the covenant has fielded zero new weapons systems and yet..."

"Yet we have introduced new models, frigate classes, and advances on a near bimonthly basis for almost a quarter century."

"Exactly!" Jade bounced, "they're a technologically stagnant group controlled by religious doctrine that maintains their caste system, rather than generates advancement."

Maddie was staring up at Tuk with wide eyes. "In one discovery we've bypassed the covenant?"

Tuk grinned. You don't know half of it, it seemed to say.

"I'll believe that when I see it. In any event, we now know why the covenant hates us so much. We fought their God's."

Tuk scoffed, "I doubt they even know about that. The real reason they hate you is because the Forerunners believed we were the true successors to the mantle."

"The mantle?" Sterling asked, folding his arms.

Tuk smiled, "it was the Forerunner Prime Edict. Their religion. It stated that there was a Mantle of Responsibility passed down to each new species as it populated the galaxy. It was said the Forerunners stole the mantle from the Precursors, when it should have been given to us."

Maddie felt a little sick. No one spoke for a while.

"Jesus." Sterling noted, at last. "I mean I don't understand a word of most of that but… Jesus!"

"You can say that again, Commander." Jade said, staring up in wonderment. "What do we even do with this? Where do we start?"

Sterling folded his arms, his brow furrowed. "We're not exactly cleared for this. My crew can't see that ship if that's where we're going."

"I believe it is near a human colony." Tuk said, unexpectedly. "Matching my data to your star charts puts it in the Ballast system."

Maddie groaned.

Of course, it is. Of bloody course it would be there, wouldn't it?

"Are you two alright?" Jade asked, noting the expression on Maddie and George's face. He'd said his family had been from Ballast but she had thought that he was glad to be rid of them. Judging by the dark expression on his face, that wasn't necessarily true.

"We have family there."

"The covenant probably hasn't found it," she said awkwardly. There was trepidation in the air and Maddie watched Tuk as he glanced about, grinning a little detail around the ship. There were the small etches scratched into the gunnery officer's station and a sarcastic picture of Lord Hood edited onto the head of a bikini model on the navigation terminal. Maddie shrugged but George's eyes hardened.

"So, what do we do?" He said, sighing.

"I don't know, there's no way I'd trust ONI with this." Maddie said, glancing towards Jade, who shook her head. "But it's not like we have much choice, is it?"

Tuk smiled, "If I may make a suggestion? It appears to me, based on a cursory analysis of your files, that ONI would set up a division to study this immediately. Perhaps you could submit yourselves for the role."

Sterling huffed, "I don't think that a commander, an out of favour field operative, and a civilian could convince her we were competent enough for that. You've never met Parangosky, you don't know what she's like."

"I was Lord of Spies; I know what would have convinced me that you were capable."

"And what's that?" Jade asked, stepping forward with an eagerness that betrayed her excitement.

"Inside knowledge." he smiled, "I'll give you coordinates for the ships and we'll take a look. Then you can tell this Parangosky all she'll need to know."

Maddie turned to George and smiled, sheepishly. "Are you sure you want in on this?" she asked, rubbing her thumb against the outer length of her index finger.

"Aren't you going to ask me?" Jade pouted.

Maddie laughed, "no, that look on your face tells me all I need to know."

She giggled and shrugged, turning back to Tuk with a wistful disposition.

George looked out into the darkness of slipspace, beyond Tuk as he stood waiting, Maddie's heart fluttered when he returned his gaze to her and nodded, "This… this is incredible. This is the first thing I've seen in my life that hints at a life after the war. What's your name?"

"Tukmen'tukhan."

"Upload the coordinates, get us there as quickly as possible, okay? Lieutenant, would you join me on the observation deck?"

Maddie nodded and followed him. The observation deck on a Halberd-class destroyer was quite large, it was an exposed glass room just above the bridge. This particular one was empty, it seemed Sterling thought it was a dangerous place to be but Maddie found it beautiful. There was a lone table, brought up from the officer's club and a tall glass of amber liquid sat in it and the battle-scarred glass was resplendent against the imposing black void of slipspace.

"Nice view, eh?" he said, as she approached him. "Drink?"

He planned this.

She nodded and took the glass from him with a delicate hand, trying to hide the fact that she found his gesture beyond charming. The liquid left a thin film around the edges of the glass, which meant it was an old drink, stuffed into a barrel for years before it was deemed old enough for consumption by someone who's life was dedicated to crafting a perfect spirit.

"I've seen worse." she replied, quietly, "this war hasn't been easy on anyone, but sometimes I feel like I've had it worse. I don't know if that's a selfish thing to say but..."

"But you can't help how you feel, right? I think most people would say that but few of us are brave enough to actually say it aloud."

Maddie leaned against the table and sipped on the syrupy liquid, feeling it warm her gums and her throat. "What about you?"

"Oh, I'm well aware of my privilege." he joked, "but yes, sometimes I feel like I'm the centre of everything." he paused, lowering his head, "Then I remember what happened to my friend, how quickly the Season of Light was torn to bits in front of me."

"Brings you crashing right back to Earth, doesn't it? - Well, reality, anyway."

He nodded, staring out into the black of space.

"So, Ancient humans." he replied, turning back to her, "You always get involved in species-altering events?"

Maddie blushed, "When I was sixteen, I stumbled across Drake and uncovered this whole thing, mostly by accident."

"So, what, this isn't surprising to you, then?" he teased.

Maddie snorted, "I don't even know what to think right now. My brain is absolutely fried. Truth is that I was expecting Tuk to be a forerunner."

He raised his glass, "To a good night's sleep" he grinned.

Maddie raised her glass and clinked it against his, downing the shot with a satisfying grin. She thought for a moment, remembering the night before her life had changed, how she had spent it drunk without a care in the world. "I used to think that I was better than everyone else. To be fair, I was sixteen, but I always thought that I understood something that everyone else didn't." she mused, letting him rest beside her.

"What was it?"

"I don't know" she laughed, "but I suppose that's what I'm trying to say. I might have been too young to know it back then, but if there's one thing I've learned since I got to Meridian, it's that I really don't know anything at all. Certainly not in the grand scheme of things."

"Please tell me that you aren't trying to pass yourself off as unintelligent."

"No," she smiled, touching his forearm, "what I'm saying is that I was young and stupid, and that it took me too long to realise how insignificant I am on a cosmic level."

Sterling reflected on this, he scratched his beard, which seemed to be grasping at unkemptness like a flower that reaches for the sun.

"I don't know if the royal we could ever work out." She said, drawing his attention with a flutter of her eyes, "but, I like you. You've been good to me. I've felt as though I've been alone this whole time. No one, not even the lowest Ensigns or crewmen would look at me… no one but you, anyway."

She looked downwards, shrinking back on herself a little, gripping her biceps for comfort.

"I don't know if this is a good idea, either. The firstthing we learned at the academy was to not put your John where ONI could grab his bags." Maddie snorted with laughter, and winced, feigning indignation. "I don't know if it's you, or if I'm looking for trouble but I want this, too."

Maddie bit her lip, "we can't both go looking for trouble, one of us has to reign in the other or God knows where we might end up."

"Probably in the brig." George said, a sly smile spread across his face. He stood over her, his stature commanding and dignified. "But right now, I don't really care. We aren't winning this war, something has to change, Maddie. We've played it ONIs way, with the secret programs and the super soldiers. What we need now, I think, is a little more humanity. Less calculation, more feeling. You know, fight for what we care about, not what we think is necessary, or out of a sense of desperation."

Maddie looked up and into his eyes. Even though she stood tall above most men and women, Sterling was an imposing sight, he was taller than even Maggie or B and he had no gangliness or lankiness to make him look awkward. Unlike many with his profile, he didn't slouch, not even as he gazed, his eyes blazing, into Maddie's own face. She felt her lip's part and her breath quicken.

Kiss me.

He did. It was slow, hesitant at first, then it was everything all at once. She smelled his cologne, he had a steely, clean smell and soft lips, lips that most girls at her school would have killed for. His breath wasn't sweet, it wasn't bad, or unpleasant; it was simply him. His hand, so firmly rested on the small of her back, seemed to invite her closer, and soon, she lost herself in his arms.

It was a short kiss, nothing too garish or inappropriate but it was more than enough to tell the pair of them that something felt right about it. Maddie then felt an impulse take over her, something entirely human, yet, desperate and alien to her for so long. As they broke off the kiss, George frowned.

"Are you okay?" He asked, blushing, "not that bad, am I?

Maddie half laughed, half cried as she shook her head and sniffed. It was embarrassing to start a relationship like this, but she couldn't help feeling as though it was right.

Maddie looked at his chest and hugged him. George seemed taken aback by this, and it took him a moment to realise that all she had wanted, was a person to hug. Maddie's heart buzzed and her brain oozed all the messy chemicals it could as George wrapped his arms around her and held her there.

Somehow, it was more special than the kiss. To Maddie, the way that George had reacted, the way he seemed to intuitively know what she needed, it was a good sign. A sign reciprocated by the universe, apparently. The deck was flooded with light and they broke their embrace. Slipspace receded, the portal, with its bluey-purple hues washed over the room before being replaced by an expanse of brilliant yellow sunlight.

Maddie watched, her mouth opening into a high-pitched gasp of awe and excitement. George came to stand beside her, placing a hand around her back, resting on her hip.

"Years from now, they'll write about us." Maddie said, "when they're ready for the truth."

George said nothing aside from a small prayer, the pair of them looked out upon a huge battle cruiser and a smaller escort ship, hidden in the solar winds of Ballast's star.

A/N: This week will see The Spook turn one! Kinda crazy how much I've written in the last year but I've had a lot of fun doing it. Thank's for reading, I hope you've enjoyed it!

A little bit of info on future plans for you:

The next Spook Story will be the last in Maddie's trilogy BUT it will not be the end of my character's stories, I have a cool idea to see the end of the Human-Covenant War play out but I was thinking of doing a small side story based on the Luna Naval Academy, focused on some characters I want to introduce as part of that post-Spook Trilogy story.

The story would be a slow-burn and more light hearted, likely running in the same vein as an episodic tv show a bit like Agents of S.H.I.E.L.D with a "monster" (lesson)-of-the-week format that allows me to push out high quality shorts/arcs without having to worry too much about long-term planning. It will likely be less about my vision (save for the characters) and more about the sort of thing's that you guys might want to see. So, if you have any idea's that you want to see like locations on Earth and Luna, culture, events, and obscure characters from the lore, then let me know because I'd love to show you guys how appreciative I am of the support you all show me.

Don't worry about this affecting the third story, either. It's already being written and the plot is fully mapped out as well. I can't wait to show it to you all but I will be taking a month out to get ahead of the releases, revise the opening chapters, and ensure this is every bit the awesome conclusion I'm trying to make it.

So yeah, let me know what you think and stay safe!