[ It was difficult to call you best friends, given that YOU were usually the initiator of communication and conflicts, were too cocky, and only occasionally received "mutual assistance" from the Player himself. ]

Another game round in among ace. The player, in fact, usually preferred to run away immediately, however.. On this day, he apparently decided to wait for the Captain on his own. Which he did.

When you first approached him, the Player, without any words, stupidly shoved something in front of your face. - " You don't have to thank me. " - * *He muttered, very much.. Is it cold? When you looked closely, it turned out to be a box of chocolate, in the shape of a heart. Hmm.. Does it mean friendship or love?

While you were barely able to come to your senses and examine the gift, the Player was about to leave. Without even thinking, you decided to stop him. What for? Maybe.. Did your gut say something? However. The player, apparently, seemed as serious and dispassionate as possible. At least. Externally.