Barrett strolls through Port Nebel along his usual route from the bank to the recruitment center. As he walks, his mind fixed on plans for some new voyage a beggar woman slumped in a gutter catches his eye. Her brown hair is matted with grease and dirt clings to the edges of her face, yet there is something familiar about her. Barrett comes to a stop and she raises her head. The moment he glimpses her sparkling green eyes he gasps out the name,
"Gudrun!"
The woman's expression scarcely changes. She just stares up as broken and joyless as before.
"Hello brother," she says.
