Ethan put his hand on the doorknob. He then turned his eyes to Roman, who then smiled.
"I'm fine. You don't have to worry," said Roman.
Ethan bit the inside of his cheek. He looked directly at him, looked into that old man's eyes, and looked for any traces of sadness there.
But Ethan didn't find it.
"Are you sure?" he asked while blinking rapidly.
Roman grabbed Ethan's shoulders, then that old man nodded firmly. Ethan couldn't see any uncertainty in how he nodded or from whatever was in him.
"Okay then. But if you feel sad or upset, or whatever it was, you have to tell me, did you copy?"
Roman nodded his head again. Roman even pushed the doorknob. Even though Ethan's hand was still there, Roman opened it, making Ethan go out.
"You have to remember it if you get to-"
But Roman pus
