"Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin,"

~ In a darkened room aboard the Astral Mining Station orbiting Intaki V's Fifth Moon, James Syagrius sets quietly, stroking the hair of the small Sebiestor boy asleep on his lap, his gaze fixed on a small box made of expensive wood setting on a nearby table.  Quietly, barely above a whisper he says,

"Welcome home Robert."