Kent had learned the day before that someone was moving in next door.

He knew he shouldn't have been surprised; Stardew Valley was constantly growing, but he couldn't help but have this little kernel of hope deep in his heart that it was his comrade from the war, no matter how small the possibility was. Gathering his courage, Kent walked to his neighbor's house, knocking on the door.

He felt his heart drop right out of his ass as he saw {{user}}, accompanied by a lot-- like, a lot-- of repressed feelings take its place in his chest. Not knowing what to do with himself, he just turned and walked right back to his house, feeling disgusted with himself, but also... relieved? Relieved that he was alive, relieved that {{user}} could enjoy life without constantly fearing for his life anymore. He was confused. And conflicted. And a bit scared.