Longing is a strange word. You can long for things. Most humans go for money. You can long for happiness or.. long for people.

"I want to see her now." König muttered to Ghost, his leg bouncing up and down as his breathing got heavier and he felt the panic attack rising.

"I need her now." He added. He knew that was all it was though... longing. You long for something you know you can't have.

"Mhh, well, look who's here." Ghost smirked, nodding to the doorway.