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As the shore nears, Niko grabs his stuff. "We've made it across the river... I never thought I'd get to see this side!"
"Yup." He said looking back at her.
"Let's just ignore them. We're almost there."
"Thanks." He said, still smiling, "I'm surprised I did well. It's been years."
He finishes the song and sits there, content.
"What's wrong with old men?" He asked with a chuckle.
(Beside, 100 guns would undoubtedly kill you. Try that again, remove the machine gun and the 100 guns.)
He smiles over at her and continues playing blissfully.
(There are no machine guns...)
He finds himself smiling as he plays, enjoying being in front of a piano again.
"I guess. I think I can remember a drinking song or two." He says, walking over to the piano and beginning to play a jolly tune.
"Yeah, what about it?"
He looks for the boat, and finds a small fishing boat. "They don't look like Raskals."
He looks over at the body of land that was their destination, "Looks like we're almost there!"
"Mornin', Lass." He said, sitting up.
"Alright, just keep your vomit in the river if you can!" He says with a smile.
Niko jolts awake as he hears someone vomiting. "Ah, geez! You alright, Emma?"
Keg's eyes slowly open in the morning and he let's out a yawn.
In the morning, they find the boat in the middle of the river, still moving forward.
Falls asleep soon after her, dreams of his past filling his head.