During their brief exchange, the atmosphere transcended into lighter shades, it was comfortable. The unspoken boldness of hand written letters, the bravery engraved in the motion of their pen thawed discomfort, shedding the desire to be left alone. Curiosity covered their lenses, adventure tickled their bones. Although being left alone carries its own charm, this exchange of voiceless dialogue sparked an interest to know more. Mikael, preceded to smirk, Understanding her smile is a mechanism to inspire comfort, and a restriction to eliminate conversations. He could relate, although wearing headphones removed any possibility, as people assume "well, he's in his on world, I wouldn't want to intrude", exactly what he wanted. He took his pen, placed it on the piece of paper, writing 2 lines. Haile looked, thinking, "I'm sure he doesn't know, Does he?". Questioning what provoked his...