Marcos remembers his childhood in Gran Mexico. Sheila, who always smiled like the sun, is now gone. Marcos lets all of his rage explode against the terraformars, his eyes filled with tears of sorrow for his fallen friend.
and it feels like the part of me 
that's not human takes over...
...‫وأشعر كما لو أن الجزء غير الإنساني مني يستحوذ علي
und es kommt mir vor, als würde ein
unmenschlicher Teil von mir übernehmen.
y siento que mi parte 
inhumana queda a cargo...
y siento que mi parte 
inhumana queda a cargo...
et j’ai la sensation que ma partie
non humaine prend le dessus.
e sembra quasi come se la parte inumana
 di me prendesse il sopravvento.
e parece que a parte de mim
 que não é humana toma conta,