The plane was taking longer to take off. Some issue with a stupid passenger not on board yet.

Sae leaned his head back against his seat. There was a rhythmic tapping sound coming from next to him and, turning to his left, he noticed how nervous you looked even flying on business class, your foot tapping the plane floor.

You were a stranger and he was sure he’d regret it, but he spoke anyway, his tone bland. “Oi. You okay?”