Apollo: Yeah, yeah, I'm up, I'm up. *sighs* Pretty easy to sleep when it's this nice out, I tell you what.​

Captain: Don't let the warmth lead you into a false sense of security, recruit. Have you forgotten what day it is?

Apollo: Uh, yeah. What day is it?

Arthur: The anniversary of the fall of Domita.​

Captain: Bingo! Fifteen years ago today, the single biggest loss of human life in documented history.​

Apollo: Dang... Fifteen years, huh? You know I was in Domita when it happened?

Captain: Is that so?

Apollo: Yeah, I was born there, I was living with my mom.​

Captain: You remember much?

Apollo: Ah, nah, not much, I was so young, you know? But... I mean, I remember the ground started shaking and then I heard people screaming off in the distance, and... after that it's all a blur, you know? But, Captain, you were in the Mazmus when it happened, right? Were you there?

Captain: Unfortunately, no, I was not. But I'm good friends with people who were. It was a beautiful summer night much like tonight.​