“I am glad to see your face again.” The last that he had heard was that the other had left town without promise that they would return any time soon but to see the other on the street had brought him a sense of happiness. And familiarity as he glanced past the other towards the stalls that lined either side of the square. “I hope that wherever your travels took you, that they gave you what you were looking for but I will claim to be selfish enough that I am happy that you have returned.” There were too many changes happening as of late, faster than he was used to observing when time turned faster than he would have liked when it came to those that were not like himself. “Has anything caught your eye at any of the stalls? The season has already begun to bring many fresh fruits and vegetables.” @sahid-chettair
