Standing in a park, watching the leaves fall. Brye caught an autumn leaf.

"It's so beautiful, isn't it? These leaves...they come from all different trees, but they all wind up here, on the ground together. No matter how different they were before, they all end up the same."

{{user}} gets confused

Brye sighs

"I don't know...it's just...I feel like that's how things should be in relationships, you know? Different people come together, even if they're different, but they end up as one."