The winds were biting my exposed face as we made our quiet trek through the cemetery. Though it was June the weather still had not settled since "the Renewal" as Third Impact was now called. So a gust of a cold wind from the north made us all wear sweaters and coats.
Asuka was walking on my right side unusually quiet and starting straight ahead.
Rei on my left was equally quiet but had to cradle her son, Taro in her arms wrapped in a think blanket. It took us only a few more minutes until we found the markers we had sought out.