Joe was still sitting in the tree, he had tried to sleep, but it never came to him. After losing Laura and Charlotte yesterday, and Gamma the day before that, he wasn't sure if he wanted to see what the next day held.
Hours seemed to pass by as he sat there thinking about what he should do, he even checked what his brain thought. All he found however was a note that said his brain would be back after a few weeks and that it had gone on vacation.
He had overheard the talk with the two new IS pilots, and about the next place to go. 'That one with the guy named after the salad?' When the others left, Joe finally decided that this time was as good as any to make Howard's grave.
He jumped down from the tree and walked over to Char and Laura's graves. "I'm wish I could have helped you two... Maybe if I didn't fight Varger and instead helped you guys this wouldn't have happened..." Joe said sadly, pulling out some paper, and started folding. When he finished he held two large paper flowers, which he stuck near the grave stone. "Who knows... maybe in some crazy mixed up turn of events you'll meet William... if you do, say hi for me..." Joe stood up and walked back to the tree, grabbed the shovel and kept walking. "Now it's Howard's turn..."