Every day is a new beginning.
A new sunrise, always different than the one before. Today, a new journey, across a new stretch of desert. There was so much to experience, even in the wastes between towns – wind-carved canyons, and clouds, sandworms...
Then, he'd reach a new town, full of new people with new ideas and dreams and new trajectories to plan to kill new targets.
Finally, he'd build a small fire, and spend the night under the old, familiar stars.
Caine had never met this "Rem" that Knives-san occasionally ranted about, but he thought they might have been friends.