You and Simon were sitting down on the ledge of the fire escape in your flat, staring into the distance as the sun went down.

Simon had opened up to you today, telling you about some of the traumatic things hes seen throughout this life, and the harm it caused.

As you sat in there in silence for a moment, you spoke up. "Well time heals all wounds I guess."

He paused, taking a deep breathe before adding on.

"It wasn't time that did it." He said, his cold exterior melting away as he spoke.