The television showed a news reporter from Hale. She was a woman, pretty and probably in her early thirties. The wind was rough, and she kept pushing her hair out of her face as she spoke into her microphone.

"I'm reporting here live on Initium to help this lovely little crowd of people welcome newly-appointed Governor of Corwin, Governor Dannings! Although his rocky history is a newsroom favorite, nobody can deny that this charismatic man has won the hearts of the planet and possibly the entire Fringe." She smiled at the camera, her expression one of expertly faked flirtatiousness, just fake enough to still be professional. "He has come to reunite with his daughter, who was last seen in a memorial for her murdered seven-year old son.

"However, speculation exists that he is also here on behalf of the Fringe as an ambassador to the Alliance. Quite a few supporters are hoping that whatever differences lie between this cozy little research facility and that big battleship will at last come to an agreeable solution under Governor Danning's watchful eye.

"When asked what his purpose was in visiting Initium, he had this to say."

The view switched to a handsome, older gentleman, sitting in a chair and giving a polite, if strained, smile towards the camera. "Well, first and foremost," he said, his voice rich and deep. "I am going to find my daughter and offer her a home, a real home, for her and my grandson. I have missed her more than words can express, and nothing pains me more than the loss of Lawrence." The text beneath his face explained, Lawrence was the seven-year old son of October Dannings, murdered nearly two weeks ago in her apartment under mysterious circumstances.

He leaned towards the camera, addressing it directly. "Toby, if you see this... I hope we can put the past behind us." He sounded weary, exhausted by the tragic news. It made him no less charismatic. "I hope we can set aside the differences we had eight years ago and come together again as father and daughter. I love you, and I miss you."

The scene cut back to the reporter, who looked more moved by the speech than was warranted, which suggested that her emotions were honest. When she spoke, her voice was a little hoarse with it. "What a sweet sentiment. All eyes are on what is expected to be the most beautiful reunion the Fringe has ever seen in its admittedly short history." She smiled, and then turned as the small crowd broke into a cheer. A ship came into view and landed. "Oh! He's here!"

The camera panned away from the reporter and centered in on the door, which, after a few minutes, opened. A minute later, the Governor emerged, and smiled widely with one hand raised in greeting to the assembled people.

The crowd cheered, and he lowered his hand and descended down the stairs to the ground, followed shortly by his cabinet.

Moments later, they disappeared into a car and drove towards the city center.