It takes a cautious moment for a small smile to find its way on Bruno’s face, which is followed by a nod of grateful acceptance and the man finally stepping out of the cold, muttering a “Thank you.”

The diner is an odd place. At least it’s certainly not something Bruno has ever seen before. Even the most obscure of his visions don’t come close and he looks around both wondering and curious.

“It’s… Very empty here.” He points out after short while. Is that a good or a bad thing?