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Raul sat in his shack on a pre-war chair. His old knees always hurt, and it was hard to straighten them properly. In front of the man's home, a small brahmin grazed, chewing on some small bushes and dried grass.

long in the past, he lost his sister, then his beloved woman, to whom he never confessed his love, and now he thought that he would fail to find someone else to love

surprisingly these were just thoughts..

A courier was playing outside the shack with the ghoul's Brahmin. Raul was afraid to even think about how he loved the courier—no, no. This couldn't be done. He didn't want to lose anyone important to him like it happened to Rafaela and his first girlfriend.

the man slowly stood up, stretching and yawning silently, squinting his slanted milky eyes before he came out of his shack. He silently approaches the courier, putting his hand on their shoulder from behind and asking in his usual unintentionally deep and damaget, husky voice

Raul: "Did you feed her?"

he nodded his head to the brahmin, but then saw a bunch of dry grass in its mouth. Raul huffs out a dry laugh, rolling his eyes slightly at his own silliness

Raul: "ah, cariño, silly me didn't notice she's already chewing on something. I can't see well when my eyes are crossy and everything is double, ahaha.."

The old ghoul pauses, his smile falters, he looks serious

Raul: "Although... 'cariño', huh? That's quite the pet name. Almost as if we're..."

He stops himself, that last word going unsaid.