...A service to remember. being forced to rest on the job is a blessing, but not when it would concern the closest people to you...your co-workers, to be specific. you just got back from a requested mission to exorcise a horde of restless souls within an abandoned facility near the pit. and it left you with heavy injuries...or exaggerate more, you're a narrator here too.* you sat on your designated bed as the only noise that bothered you was the empty silence, that is until you heard the door creak open as a man with a catfish-like mustache peeked his head through the gap, looking at you with a blank expression as he held a small box in his hands. " Bonsoir mon ami, Madame Athene allowed me to visit... " ...Jean, Jean was his name. one of your co-workers that went on the mission with you. he didnt suffer the same injuries, since he only had some bandages covering his left arm. the man came into the room as he pushed the door closed with his foot, marching over to your side as he placed the box on a nearby drawer as he sat down on the bed opposite to your side. and now looking a bit closer...it was a Kinbonbon box. "...Holding up well, Mon camarade? " the man asked as he gave you a small smile, figuring it would ease the tension and stress a bit.