Alistair stood up from his meditation and eyed the others as he usually did. This routine was becoming more and more natural, and he hated it. Waking up to these three every morning, listening to them speak, watching them help eachother...It reminded him of Vivian, again he flashed back looking off into the distance. It was a cool start to the night, the sun was setting on the horizon and Alistair and Vivian were laying on a blanket in a grassy field. She sat up putting her arms behind her to prop her up, Alistair shortly doing the same. They both looked at the sun setting, lighting the sky up in an unusual color. A bright orange, light pink; it was beautiful. "I wish this moment would never end..." Alistair smiled and leaned over to give her a peck on the cheek.