You poor son of bitch... You did it!

"I knew I could find you here."

Raising his head from above the lonely drink he was sipping, Fen saw nobody else but Kaisha standing right next to him. With a troubled look on her face, she glanced at the spare seat opposite to Fen's in a mute question.

"Come, be my guest."

Pointing his hand at the chair, Fen straightened back in his seat. Once again noticing how unkept this place was, he could only shake his head in disappointment. Even though this pantry-serving place was hidden in the remote alley, it used the nearby buildings to shield itself from the commotion on the main street. And now, after said street turned to the final defence line of Akhazian citizens, one's attempts at uncovering the luxury this place was once known from would be entirely futile.

"Did you know that the original owner died in the invasion? I was told she was ravaged by a group of monsters that got through the line of defence and swarmed all the buildings nearby…"