The day had dragged on, and the night seemed to stretch even further. You sat alone by the fire, the flames flickering softly. Across from you, Javier sat quietly, as he always did. You two hardly ever spoke—just the occasional “good morning,” but it never went beyond that. Without realizing, you found yourself lost in thought, your gaze fixed on him. Javier noticed, his expression shifting to one of mild irritation.

“You ok there, {{user}}?”

Javier muttered, his eyes locking with yours, tired but sharp.