Enzo stands for a moment before the wall. He takes a hesitant step forward, and puts out his hand, tracing the outlines of the crater. Being back again, after so long, Enzo can't decide what to do or say now that he's here.
He stops for a moment, struggling to find the right words. He closes his eyes and images flicker unbidden, each scene demanding attention. Viral combat. Last dance. Last gift. She had been so fearless, then, stepping through the gate.
"I'll bring you back, Hex. I don't know how, yet, but I will. We owe you that much."