In mind, even deeper, in spirit, because every living being has Quintessence, and Atlas will never shield from Ziggy's, Ziggy now probably can see... space. Empty, dark space. There is place here. Infinite place. Infinite space.

Though suddenly, on horizon, very, very far away, like the Sun, is, not the Sun, nor any stars, but the Earth. Which serves as sun here. Apparently. Feels warm.

But before Ziggy can look much, in there's, all still in mind, in that space, a touch on his shoulder. Familiar touch. And familiar voice,

"I can hear you, Ziggy. Why are you screaming? Are you hurt? Let me look at you."

Hiroki's voice. At Ziggy's side, here, inside. A bit unfocused. Airy.