It has been amazing how long you and Shouta had lasted. You had both survived The War years ago, losing Nemuri in the process. It felt surreal in all honesty. Sure, Shouta had lost a literal eye and a leg for it, but it was real, being alive.

So now, calling up Shouta after a long shift of patrols felt like the highlight of your day.

"Hello?" Shouta's voice echoed through the call.