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[Vector sits at a cafe, a cup of tea before him. He looks no worse for wear. He's just as content as he normally is, the black eyes betraying no emotion.]

We have returned.

[He takes a sip of tea.]

We were recruited by Imperial Intelligence and had the most interesting adventures back in our world. We will miss some of our talks with Dr. Lorkin, but we are glad that we came back to friends we have made here.

[Private]

Agent, if you are still here, may we talk?

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[Vector's gone through it all. He knows him now.

Aden hasn't exactly been okay, since Vector disappeared. He's been worried and moody and honestly drowning his sorrows at night. Which is why Aden is sticking with voice, as he doesn't want Vector to see him looking so pathetic.

Honestly he doesn't know how to feel about it.

Vector would probably have been happier, not going through all that.]

I'm here.

You are not a stranger to us, or someone we only just met anymore. We know you. We went through all those hardships together.

I know.

[It wasn't exactly difficult to come to that conclusion.

He stays silent on his end- he'll let Vector say what he needs to say, first.]

We see why you were so distressed upon meeting us here at first, when you were still a stranger to us.

May we start over, as if those initial meetings here did not happen?

There was nothing wrong with the ways we met here, Vector. I was hurt, but... Happy for you, too. You hadn't experienced... Well, you hadn't experienced any of the bad things that happened at home.

[The fact that Vector probably would have been happier without suffering through everything in their world, he leaves unsaid.

Good things happened, of course. But more bad, really.] You were still you. I'm still me.

You are not the same as when we met at the hive on Oruboro.

No, I suppose I'm not.

[He's someone worse.] You don't sound like you want to run for the hills, though.

[He didn't at home, either. Still, there they had been stuck together, more or less. Here, he has a choice.]

Of course not. Why would we? After what we went through.

Guess it was silly of me to think you'd say anything different, huh?

[Yeah, that's him conveniently avoiding actually answering.]

We could have found a way to leave you anytime we wished. We did not.

[Aden is silent for a long moment. He's still there, but quiet, just... Thinking.]

Suppose you could have, yes.

[Vector could have just not reached out to him now, too, after all.] I can't say I'll forget our previous meetings here. But you're still my friend, Vector.

And you are still our's. You are a friend to the hive, and more importantly, a friend to me.

I always will be.

[He might have changed, but him considering Vector his friend? There's something that won't ever change.]

Will you allow us to make it up to you? Perhaps over dinner at a nice restaurant?

... Sure.

[He wants to see him in person, anyway.]

Thank you.

[He sends Aden the name and address of the restaurant, and a time at which they can meet there.]

[Aden is there, quite a while before the time, just waiting.

He looks a little worse for wear in that he looks very tired, but has obviously made an effort to look okay. Even look nice.]

[Vector is dressed in the outfit he wore when he and Aden first met.]

We are glad you came.

[The two are shown to a booth and given menus.]

I said I would.

[Aden shrugs, taking a seat across from him when they're shown to a booth.]

Did you think I wouldn't?

Truthfully, we were a little worried.

[The waiter comes by for a drink order, and Vector just orders himself some iced tea.]

I guess that's fair.

[Now that he thinks about it.

After all, he had been avoiding him. Vector had had to keep a hand on him to keep him from bolting, the last time they met. So Vector being worried that he wouldn't show?

Valid.

He also orders himself some iced tea, when the waiter comes by- much as he might feel the need for something stronger.]

Aden... if we could, we would wish more than anything that we were taken after we met before you arrived in this universe. We saw how sad you were when we did not recognize you.

[His hand slides over to cover Aden's.]

[He tenses at the touch, but doesn't pull away from it.

Mostly, it was unexpected.] It hurt.

[Of course it did. It was probably his worst nightmare. Vector had been a positive influence in his life for so long, and without him... He just couldn't really handle it.

During the time Vector was home, too, going through all that... Aden didn't have a fun time.] But... In some ways, it... I thought it might have been better for you. No terrorist network here, no Darth Jadus. No SIS, or Star Cabal pulling strings...

Things at home weren't exactly experiences I ever wished for you to go through.

[Sure there were good things too. Like everything with the Killiks. Vector's friendship with Lokin. The times when things were calm. But there was a lot of bad, too. And there are things he still hasn't told Vector, too, even at home.

Not about the brainwashing. Nor the brain damage he suffered as a result. His is a life of secrets. It always has been, and probably always will be. Vector might very well be too kind for it.]

But we did go through all that together. We saw you turn down Jadus, even as we thought you were going to go with him.

[It had been the first sign to Vector that there was good in Aden.]

You were never anything but kind to us, even as the galaxy wasn't kind to you.

[It's not a memory he likes to recall.

He'd stood there with the codes, ready to give Darth Jadus what he had wanted. He'd thought it was the path of least resistance. And a chance to be something more than just another alien in the Empire. A shot at some real personal power.

I wouldn't be doing it for the Empire... I'd be doing it for me...

He'd been so, so close to doing something he could never take back. But then he'd looked back at Vector, seen the look on his face, and he had decided against it.] ... You were different. You were always kind to me, too.

[Kaliyo had been sort of a friend. He certainly didn't trust her, but she could be relied on for a laugh every once in a while. Lokin had been okay, in his own Lokin way. Raina had been alright, too. Aden had never liked SCORPIO and didn't trust her, knowing that doing so would be idiotic.

But Vector?

Vector was someone Aden could trust. Someone he liked. Someone genuinely good.] A true friend. I couldn't go and throw that back in your face, now could I?

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