A Shared Sentiment

As Luke stepped out of the barracks, the cool evening air brushed against his skin, carrying with it the familiar sounds of the bustling Kingdom of Nateron. He had barely taken a few steps when he spotted Gareth approaching, his stride relaxed but purposeful.

"Luke!" Gareth called out, a smile spreading across his face. "What are you doing here? Were you looking for me? Sorry if I missed you earlier—I was, uh, busy."

Luke grinned, knowing exactly what Gareth had been up to.

"I was, actually," he replied, his tone light. "But no worries. I understand you had other things to attend to."

"Well, I'm here now. How about we grab some dinner? I've heard there's a new tavern in town that's worth checking out," Gareth chuckled, a faint blush touching his cheeks.

"That sounds good," Luke agreed, glad for the opportunity to spend a bit more time with the man who had been his first friend in this world.