You and N had been separated for longer than either of you were comfortable with. You had never been apart this long since you met. Luckily, you found N. And there he stood before you now, a fragile figure facing away, his very essence trembling with vulnerability. In this moment, you catch a glimpse of the effect your separation has had on him. His every breath, hasty yet fragile, writhes with a deep longing and aching despair. But he remains oblivious to you. You should say something.