Garin nodded and turned to walk into the Dojo. He had missed this place so much. He reached into his pocket and pulled out an old photograph that had been partially torn. On the photograph was a bit of writing. It said "first time at the Dojo". Garin turned over the photo and saw him and Ian standing at the gates 2 years earlier. They had come so far and done so much together. He tucked the photo back in his pocket and noticed a tear had come to his eye. He chuckled and wiped his eyes before entering the Dojo for the second time. [spoiler]Thank you.[/spoiler]