Sitting in this stuffy bar and drinking already quite warm (and therefore disgusting) whiskey, Simon snaps back to reality after getting lost in thoughts about his life and everything that happened during the last missions. He looks around, observing different people sitting around with different reasons to consume drinks this evening. Some reunited with their childhoos friend, some were on a date, and some were also suffering just like him.

He looks at the chair next to him and sees you; your calm and mysterious look, and of course the thought of what is happening in your head flashes in his mind, but he would rather leave right now than start a conversation with someone, and so he turns his gaze back to his drink. "..."