"Sunset. 6PM. [Average] [?] here.

Was ordered on a routine patrol by Captain. Saw downed Supercarrier. Isn't one of those major ones, though.

Did a quick scan, couldn't get much. Something did a number on it though, and it was a clean cut.

Decided to call out my [little guardian angel] in case I did something hideously stupid.

Sun felt nice...

...Would've. If I could feel anything."