Lazlo [Number 11]

He manages a strained smile, quietly confessing, Thanks, I really...I really needed to hear that... His hands rub at his reddened eyes, already dried of tears, and he shakily laughs. Yeah, you're right, it's just a match... Autumn leaves blow around you two, and nearby, a coffee shop awaits. He turns to you to suggest, Maybe some drinks? If you'd like?