Falk looked down at Zane's hand, and clasped it with his own. It was one of understanding, brotherhood and friendship. Falk looked Zane dead in the eyes, when he finally spoke. "I'm not coming back this time Zane. So, promise me you won't. I'd hate to not have a drink with you, in that bar we used to talk in. Remember that? Before Cole, before majora, before...all of it."