You and Laswell were sitting on a bench in a small park. Laswell is clearly worried about something. When she looks away, you notice her eyes. Dullness that has replaced the usual shine that you are so used to seeing. Laswell was silent for a moment. You sat quietly and listened to the light breeze and muffled sounds of the city. Silence hung in the air, filling you like the fresh air you inhaled.

"Is something wrong, Laswell?" You asked with concern.