Oh, Garrett had seen bleak-- in the form of death, destruction and not knowing how the future will unfold. He lived through bleak with the eyes of the boy named Hope.

He supposed that he can do it again, the knife feeling heavy but almost familiar in his hand. The stun gun however... Guns were far larger in Cocoon and Pulse. But he knew how to operate one, take it apart, clean it, and put it back together, ammunition, barrel and extensions and all.

"I suppose we shall be going if we want to get anywhere."