No One Asked Me to Be So Fragile

When Mobius is at peace, when Mobotropolis is restored to its former glory, when the Council of Four is finally reunited, and when all is well: A certain young man may still need a shoulder to cry on and a set of arms to protectively wrap around him.

But this time, there's no dystopian warlords or bounty hunters to keep that away from him.

Aleena knows this all too well. Now's her chance to give it to him.