Dramatically lit by warm light, an alien with onyx skin stands close guard with hand on the shoulder of a human male who protectively clutches his shoulder bag. With the unfixed gaze of the blind, the man is staring out as if he's listening while seeing nothing. His guard holds up a futuristic pistol as she spies around the corner to see a male of her species with a long braid running down his back. He wears similar black leather with flaring shoulders. Past the thin tree cover, two jets streak past. In shallow relief on the wall that provides cover, flowers flourish on curling stems, but the facade is riddled with a dozen bullet holes.