[ oh look, another rooftop. Eko is in profile looking out at the city, both hands resting on the hilt of his sheathed katana, and after a moment lifts his chin to address the empty air like an orator. ]

Empty cicada shell:
as we come
we go back naked.

[ Pause. ]

Though there's been no confirmation.

[ He glances back at Yurine/the device, and ( Read more... )