Franz stayed silent the whole way. His pace was brisk, as he saw the back of Ryoshine's head. It didn't show much, but Franz knew his image of himself was changing to the other man's eyes.
Giorgia kept checking behind her every once in a while to check if he really WAS there. That it just wasn't her eyes playing tricks on her. And he was there, every time, smiling at her. And each time, Giorgia's eyes would light up and she returned a small smile.
Soon enough, they arrived at the garage, which was alright in a sense, but had stuff knocked down and scattered all over from the walls.