[Sadrain]

December 4th, Chicago. Base.

Elek had slept few hours and was already up and about. He had gotten an early meal from the chefs, and now was having a quick round up around the base, while drinking coffee. If the brown, nearly tasteless substance could be called so. But he wasn't complaining. In their situation, any supplies were good and they couldn't waste (or use) them in large amounts.

Elek had come near the entrance when the guards let Amante in. It took him a bit to notice his friend, because his mind was occupied with trying to put in place this foreign presence... It was slightly familiar, but Elek couldn't put finger on it. And then it slipped away, before he could figure it out. Just a moment later, he noticed Amante.

"Good morning! I am glad you came. You must be tired, though. Do you want to rest before we talk?" he asked with smile, as he approached Amante. Elek knew how he never used the electrobikes due to his fear of crashing and distrust towards the vehicles, so, he must have come all the way here.