Satisfied that his friend knows he is there to support him if only by providing distractions or a friendly ear, he smiles a little as Walter sets on his meal. Following suit, Benjiro puts his focus back to eating his noodles, and lets the quiet hang. He doesn’t look around the restaurant, but he picks up snippets of conversations around them. Conversations about normal things. Work, friends, sports...
Could they ever go back to such a mundane existence?
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Could they ever go back to such a mundane existence?