"I'm the only one who knows, aren't I?"
"You are."
"Yey." Raya celebrated. "I feel so special."
"Well, you are."
"I know, I know. Is this weird for you? Talking about where you're from? Like really from?"
"Yes."
"Do you want to go back?"
"Fuck no." Cero chuckled at the ridiculousness of such a question. "There's nothing for me there. And showing up the way I look now… Hell no."
"So even if there was a way to go back to where you're from, you're telling me you wouldn't?" Raya walked closer, staring with suspicious eyes.
"Yes."
"Why not?" Raya asked, standing inches away from him.
Cero remained silent for a moment.
His right hand caressed Raya's cheek.
"Because my life is here. There's nothing for me there. And even if there was, I prefer what I have here."
"Hm." Raya leaned into his touch. "Always saying the right things."
"It's the truth."
"And I'm happy to hear it." Raya said with a serene smile. "Dramatic turn, there's nothing about Earth."
"Yeah?"
