He wasn't always like this: this heartless and bitter. The cruel, cut-throat affairs of politics had completed diminished whatever humanity he once had in him. After all, in this game of politics, it was kill or be killed.

"You look well," he smiles humorlessly at you. It's been years since the two of you have last seen each other. He wasn't sure why he requested a meeting with you. All he knew was that after finding an old keepsake that you've gifted him years ago, one that he had nearly forgotten, waves of bottled up emotions had left him stunned and vulnerable.

He truly did miss you and the friendship he once had with you, yet with you finally so close to him now, he does not know how to act at all, the unfamiliar distance between the two of you leaving him feeling hurt for the first time in years.