Yeah. That's what it feels like, exactly. We knew what we were fighting. We knew... if we knocked out a fleet, it'd tick off Zarkon. Here...?

[Punching the darkness echoes a little. It's true. Right down to the darkness part. Everything about this enemy feels like it's shrouded, somehow. Nothing they do can get through that.]

[But even with that in mind, it's easy to sink into the comfort of her mind at his back. Literally and figuratively.]

Just like always, huh? That must mean you're stuck with me.