Connor and Dylan had returned after taking a long break from their studies at the dwma. Dylan mostly just spent his time off in leisure while Connor pursued other things, it didn't feel quite right when he wasn't here in death city. What could've changed? What new faces would he encounter and what old friends would he meet again. Connor made it to the top of the enormous staircase covered in sweat and smiling ear to ear. "Were home again" he said to his partner who was not far behind him. He thought to himself "it just feels right being here, I belong here and nowhere else"