"Standing on two legs wondering the same thing." Verity chided as she hurriedly released the seal on her helmet and tore it off.

Under that helmet was where the last five years showed the marks they left behind and the physical reminder of how finite humans were. Older with all those baby teeth gone from her brief smile that crinkled her dark eyes wreathed in darker circles. It had...well, it had been a long time without a hello let alone a goodbye between them. A shoddy track record with farewells having been something of a commonality.

"The hell happened to you?" Helmet under her arm, Verity showed herself in with her free hand held up signaling Ratchet to sit his rickety ass back down.