“This is my watch. And I do not turn away.”

TYTHON
GROUNDS
His eyes closed.
His mind clear, for the first time, in a LONG time.
Quietly he sat, in the middle of the outdoor training grounds.
It’s funny, all it took was being here, on this planet, after everything that had gone down, everything that had happened, his mind was clear. Happy? He was always happy, and had his wife to thank for that. However this, all of this now was clear. Everything was clear. He felt at peace, surrounded by the vastness of the training grounds. The air was crisp, and the sounds of nature filled his ears. He took a deep breath, savoring the moment, and let out a contented sigh. For the first time in a long time, he felt truly alive. He embraced the tranquility, letting it wash over him like a soothing balm. The weight of the past seemed to lift, replaced by a profound sense of clarity. In that moment, he knew he was exactly where he needed to be, ready to face whatever came next.
Of course he had a vision of how today was going to possibly go. Which is why he was out here. Sitting, and waiting. Waiting for everything, and/or everyone to bring it to fruition.