"Well Pip. It was my father."

Noah's jaw dropped in awe at the fact Cap'n Buck announced to him.

"I know that I had the same expression as you have now. Lydia wasn't really happy to tell me the truth but she was glad she had halved the burden by sharing it with me."

"Do you know why he did it?" Noah asked.

"Nope. I don't think anybody does or ever will. At the time that Lydia was here, she also told me that my father was dead. Apparently, as soon as he had finished burning the town, he went to an unknown part of the country and slashed himself, right across the neck...I never did want him to go away but it was so difficult to understand him." Cap'n Buck sighed.

"..." Noah looked down.

"Anyway, we should go for a walk."

"Walk?" Noah inquired.

"Yeah. It would be nice to see-"

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Both Noah and Cap'n Buck turned their heads to the direction of the sound.

"I'll...go answer it." Cap'n Buck said.

Cap'n Buck slowly slipped out of the sturdy seat and quietly trudged to the front door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Cap'n Buck breathed out and placed his hand on the handle. Then he rapidly flung it open to reveal...a man.

The man had medium length navy blue hair with minuscule streaks of white, but it could have been grey. The man also bore a light gray shirt with a black, knitted cardigan and pitch black jeans along with some sneakers.

Both Cap'n Buck and the man were looking at each other with surprised admiration.

"Rajul?" The man said after a minute's silence.

"Pyriko?"