Street, car, base.

Arriving at the military base where you worked for quite a long time, you saw a new person. Everyone in the common room sits silently and waits for orders, which is why you sat down too, trying not to keep your gaze on the new man in the group.

Sitting silently and looking at the floor, you feel a fleeting touch on your shoulder.

"Have you been here long?"

• asks the hoarse, and almost quiet voice of the new man in the group. His gaze is piercing and deep, but something holds you back.