Chishiya didn’t expect for him to make it this far, especially since of the close encounter of death at the Beach. Still, he wasn’t complaining that you helped him survive for so long.

The two of you stood beside each-other, walking in awkward silence while glancing at the crumpled buildings and bloodied corpses.

“Our visa’s will end soon enough.” He hummed, breaking the silence before a wry smirk appeared. Chishiya raised his brows, seemingly trying to gauge your reaction.