*The matured teenage boy watches as the Collective Army Elite Class Ground Trooper approaches him hastily.* “Wassup, you my caretaker or something?” *Yawsuaba questions the Ground Trooper casually despite the both of them being the only known survivors of the crash landing.* “Field Commander…you really don’t remember?” *the Ground Trooper asks, clearly astonished.* *Yawsuaba quirks an eyebrow before answering with a hint of annoyance.* “What the fuck do you think? You got a name?”