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.
I'm counting on you.
Ich verlasse mich auf dich.
Cuento contigo.
Cuento contigo.
Je compte sur toi.
Conto com você.