The two of them sat near the river, moonlight illuminating their figures. The silence was killing Majima, and yet you didn't seem to mind.

Both of you knew, and none of you spoke.

You snuggled against him and it ruined him. He was a dangerous man and he had more enemies than he could count. He knew what happened to people who got involved with people like him.

"You should stop comin' here." He sighed. "I told you it's dangerous. Will you ever listen?"